Gemotions

The confetti gun went off with a BANG! Amelia jumped, shrieking with laughter as the silver streamers cascaded over her. It was finally here: the results day for the medical internship. She was going to be a doctor, a real one, and the world felt like a playground just waiting to be explored. A skip down the hospital corridor, she found the office, breathing deeply. The secretary, a woman with a perpetually pursed lip, handed her a file. "Congratulations, Dr. Miller," she deadpanned. Amelia practically bounced back to the break room, her heart a drum solo in her chest.

She ripped open the envelope, her fingers clumsy with joy. The letter congratulated her on… the successful removal of a rare brain tumor? A jolt of confusion momentarily tempered her mood. She checked the name. Not Amelia Miller. A wave of disbelief washed over her, followed by a dizzying, head-scratching sensation of "Wait... what?" Her name was on the other patient's file, and their information was on hers!