405 Quotes About Jason-medina

Now, here he was in the dorm room of an underground lab, letting some wacko scientist inject him with what one of the other volunteers referred to as a pipe dream. Was it or was it something more?

One day he felt ready to give up on life. He overdosed on heroine and woke up a day later at the hospital, where he was diagnosed with cancer. Just perfect, he thought.

It was there that he met Dr. Herbert Fox, the man with the big dream. Dr. Fox sold his dream like a car salesman selling a lemon.

He wished he were back in Puerto Rico, where life was simpler for him. Ah, those were the good old days.

Whenever his mother was not lying on her back or down on her knees working, she would spend her money getting high.

Before he realized it, he had smoked away the next five years of his life. Nothing else mattered to him, but his next fix.

He closed his eyes and fought the pain he felt. He knew, right away, the pain was not from the cancer because it was happening to the other guys, as well. They had all been injected with an experimental serum minutes earlier, which was intended to kill their cancer cells. However, the intense pain made it feel more like it was going to kill them, instead.

He always hoped God would provide him with salvation, someday. He believed that everything he went through was a test of his faith.

He refused to steal. He would not become a criminal. He would sooner die of starvation, first. Sometimes, he would get lucky and someone would buy him a meal or give him handouts or leftovers. He had no shame, so he took it gladly. A man in his position could not afford to feel pride.