As I sit here writing this, the voice of doubt is breathing down my neck. "Metro has millions of readers more qualified than you. What makes you so special?" My answer is "Nothing." Ever since I was a kid, I always looked up at the sky and wondered what was out there. More than anything else in the world, I want to go to space, even if only for a single second. I'm just your average, ordinary guy with an extraordinary dream. I would never forget it for as long as I live, and it would mean the world to me if I was chosen for this event.