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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Teens
- Theme: Science Fiction
- Subject: Flash / Mini / Very Short
- Published: 01/30/2021
The traveller
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It was 2020 when I first discovered something very extraordinary and, at first, I thought it was just a joke.
So here's where my story starts.
It was right in the middle of the pandemic of COVID 19 and people could not drive anywhere. However, people could walk anywhere and that's just what they did.
The pavement outside our place was just an ordinary piece of pavement, or so I thought.
I had our CCTV faced towards a section of it. I heard a police car heading our way so turned on my iPad which is connected to the CCTV to see which way it was going. People walked past every minute or so.
Then I noticed something really strange. On about a 2 metre section of the pavement everyone that walked past seemed to disappear then reappear seconds later.
I watched and watched, curiosity got the better of me and I just had to walk out and find out what was going on.
I walked into the section of odd pavement but instead of walking through it I just stood, turned, and walked sideways. One step two step and as I got further and further into whatever it was my body changed. My skin became smoother and younger, I began to shrink, My hair was long, blond and thick.
Worried about what I had stumbled across I turned back. I shrieked, I became scared, I was stuck in a time warp. There was no turning back. It was a one-way trip.
Susan, what the hell is wrong with you, stop screaming and come out for dinner.
I took my iPhone from my pocket, turned on the camera and looked at myself. Here I was. Eleven years old again.
OMG OMG, I SCREAMED. What the hell have I done?
I walked out into the dining room. My mother told me to return to my room and take off the ridiculous clothing that I had dug up from someplace.
“You are far too old to be playing dress ups young lady” exclaimed my mother.
The Levi jeans I had on were dragging on the floor and my bra was hiding nothing but a flat-chested preteen. Luckily it was hidden by my lovely floral shirt.
Not quite knowing where to go from here, I walked into my childhood bedroom, replaced my clothing with clothes from the wardrobe and hid my iPhone.
By now I was well aware of what had happened to me and would have to find a way to deal with it or find my way back.
I sat down at the table to mashed potatoes, kumara, peas and sausages.
I could not help myself and had to mention what sausages are made of and how bad they are. Babbling my disgust at how anyone could eat them.
With a slap on my hand, I was promptly sent to my room without any dinner.
It suited me as I had just eaten. I set about familiarizing myself with my past and how I was going to get myself out of this predicament.
The first thing I did was to hide my iPhone and the money I had hidden in my iPhone case. I hid them at the back of a set of drawers where no one would look. Not that we had that kind of family. Everyone respected each other's privacy.
Normally I would never have cash but with all this Covid 19 I had withdrawn $300 just in case I might have needed it.
So here I am back in the year 1970. 50 years back in time. Wondering if my life would follow the same pattern. I am guessing it would have to as here I am, same Mother, father and sister.
My first month back at school was an interesting time. Of course, I was getting the highest marks in my class as I already knew everything that this junior school could teach me.
At about the five-week mark I was called into the principal's office.
He asked me to take a seat on the opposite side of his desk.
Question time,
“You have become very clever Miss Blinders”
“I guess so sir”
“interesting story you wrote last week”
“Thank you, sir”
“you are using vocabulary that isn't in the dictionary as yet, words like computer, microwave, OMG, awesome and a few other words.
“Sorry sir I don't know what you are talking about”
Then out of nowhere, he asked, “What year did John Lennon die?” and without even thinking I said, “8th December, 1980, assassinated by Mark David Chapman.”
“Susan it's only 1970, so tell me, what year are you from? It's either that or you are closely related to Nostradamus“
I sat there looking like a stunned mullet.
“2020 sir, who are you? How do you know?"
“Names Barry,” he said as he extended his hand for a welcoming handshake.
“I'm only eleven years before you, and before you ask, no I don't know of anyone else. I'm pretty sure we have to just age our way out of this. So for me, it's another 39 years. For you, I'm afraid its 50 years from now so I hope they were good the first time around”
With that thought, I could easily have had a meltdown but at least I wasn't alone and had someone to talk to.
I gave him an insight about life in the years I had lived that he hadn't.
He laughed so much that he cried when I told him Donald Trump had become president and he suggested Homer Simson may have been a traveller like us.
I finished school early in my second life, married the same guy, had the same two kids once more. Ouch!!
Barry offered support, advice and encouragement. Invested the money I had in Gold and put it into a safety deposit box.
Many years later gold escalated in value so much so that it was enough to put a deposit on my first home.
As the years went on I kept telling my husband what would happen in the future, but he kept saying it was all a coincidence and laughed at me.
I knew ahead of time about ipads, iPods, Bluetooth, wifi, and many other things.
The day came when we sat and watched that strange piece of pavement during Covid 19.
Hubby asks “are you going to check it out?“
I answer “already have, been there done that, once bitten twice shy.
You don't get it, I just got back to where I came from.”
The end.
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Emiliano Maldonado
02/04/2021
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