Karen’s Clone by Carol Lynn

I got a clone so I wouldn’t be lonely.  Ever since I was a teenager, I had realized I didn’t want kids.  I had to defend my claim all through adult-hood.  I finally chalked it up as, “I just don’t see myself in that role”.

I myself had a very happy childhood, and I look back on it fondly.  However, at the time I was living it, it didn’t seem especially happy.  Every humiliating moment and every mean statement that was said about me stuck.  I had no self-esteem whatsoever.  I didn’t really have a desire to raise a child through that same hell.

So, when I became a young adult, I started looking back on my childhood.  It wasn’t so terrible.  But I still had no desire to raise a child of my own.  Babies creeped me out.  I was scared to hold one because I was afraid my “biological clock” would kick in and I’d want a baby, and the thought terrified me.

I lived a happy life with my husband, Roger.  We were high-school sweethearts, and we got married 6 months after I graduated college.  We lived happily together for 30 years in married bliss.  Yeah, we had our fights, but since we kept separate bank accounts and didn’t have children, the fights were over trivial matters that were easily resolved.

When my husband was killed suddenly, my life was shattered.  I had nobody to turn to in my grief.  I had friends, but they didn’t have as intimate a bond with me as I needed.  I stayed with my family for awhile, but then I realized I needed to break out of the depression I was in.  I needed to get back on my feet.   I decided I wanted a child after all.  My uncle was right all those years ago when he advised me to have kids so I’d have someone to take care of me when I am old.  Nothing was going to bring my husband back, but I can do the next best thing.

I got a sample of my husband’s DNA and had it cloned.  Now I am raising Reg to be the son I never had.  My eyes have been opened to all that I was missing by not having children of my own.  I see all the traits that I loved so dearly in my husband starting to shine through in his “son.”  I hope I can provide a great growing environment so the next girl who loves Reg as dearly as I do will get to experience the joy of everything about my husband.

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