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SECOND GRADE CLASSROOM ANNOUNCEMENT :
"A story (4)" |
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I didn’t exist. A moment later I was there. I couldn’t know how it was possible, but I was alive. The first thing I saw was a white marble table in front on me. I tried to move myself, but I couldn’t. I tried to shout, but nothing came out. I was full of fear, but I couldn’t tremble. A couple of minutes later, a human being came toward me. He touched me. Suddenly in my mind there were billions of numbers. In that moment I understood : I was a computer. (Simone C.) I couldn’t make out how it was possible that I knew so many things but I didn't not how to came out of this laptop.I needed to calm down; then through my camera I noticed that the man before me had a badge on: his name was David.I had to do something , but I didn’t know how, so I desperately started writing:“HI DAVID!!! I NEED YOUR HELP!!!!â€. As soon as he read it, he seemed a kind of puzzled, then he asked his friend next to him: "Hey Jarret, is it you who has written this on my computer?â€-“no dude, no-one has touched your computer†he answered. In that moment I understood that not only I could write human language, but I could also understand it.â€Now everything is easier than before†I thought.“But still, I don’t know how to come out of this computer!â€. (Federico T.) So there I was imprisoned in that box. I had tried to communicate with David in any possible way, but unsuccessfully. After a week I gave up. I had no idea about what to do, but maybe someone else knew. I needed to understand what had happened to me, then, eventually, I came across an article: “Creating an artificial intelligence with a human soul will be experienced in 3000â€. It was about....ME. While David was using the computer, I opened the window where the article was. He startled. I wrote on the desktop: “READ ITâ€. He was puzzled, but he did it . Now he could understand. He knew I was in, he knew I was alive. I saw a shred of hope. He looked thoughtful, but I was confident now he could so something to set me free. Two years before ( December 2999) three scientists David Lynn, Jarret Gold and Andrew Someric had started to work on the challenging project of re-creating an artificial intelligence with a human soul(Esposito L.), but it seems something had gone wrong and they had to give up the experiment. I was that human soul ! I almost cried with joy. "Don’t worry, I’ll help you†David said. He unplugged me. After a while I found myself in another office. A different person was now watching the monitor. I felt like I had already seen him. Yes, I already had. He was in the article, he was Andrew Someric. He screamed “THERE HE IS! THERE HE IS!â€. The two other men went to look at the monitor. They stared at me for while, without saying a word. I broke that silence and asked: “Can you see me?â€. They all nodded their heads. "Can you remember your name?" they asked. "Oh, yes, my name is Brian Morris". They gave a quicked looked at each other and muttered something, which I couldn't understand. Their faces had become very serious. It took a while before they said a word, then one of them told me I had been found dead in my house at Washington St. 4 weeks before. "Dead?" I could not believe my ears. They had a gentle tone now: "Don't worry! Relax! We'll get you out of the computer. It's over, Brian!" He was right, it was over. One guy said: “It’s timeâ€, while another pointed a gun at the computer and shot. These were the last words I could remember. However, before they destroyed the computer, I had recorded my story, that is why you have been able to read it. I have just one more thing to tell you: they managed to destroy the computer, but not my soul, my soul..... is right there.....with you. THE END |
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GABRIELE G.
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