First Draft of Going Back To The Past
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Going Back to The Past The sky was dark. A few streetlights were giving out light in the hollow street, but there were nothing, except the shallows of the streetlights. That was an elegant image, especially for people like me. Most of the time, I enjoyed that kind of solitude, however, I didn’t have time to appreciate things, because I was in deep water. I was lost. My time machine wasn’t working properly, I was sent to an unknown period of time – I was lost in time. I needed to think, in order to work out what I needed to do. Leaning on the streetlamp, I closed my eyes, and started to think. I had two options; first, I could try to use the machine to go back to the time I belong to, but that was risky, because the machine might not be able to send me to the right time, it was possible and probable that it might send me to a dangerous period of time, like war time, then I would be dead. So far, as I could observe, this place was a little bit strange but safe. Second, option, I could send a message to my mother and father through the machine and tell them the information of this place, they would come and save me. This option was less risky than the previous one, but then I would have to find out which year I was in. It meant I had to expose myself in front of the unknown-periodpeople, because I had to do my investigation in daytime. I didn’t know what
kind of people they are, and how different we are. There was risk too, but even more dangerous was that, I didn’t know the level of this risk. The dawn was breaking. After a long meditation, I decided to take the unknown risk, I would stay in this unknown place and do my investigation and then send the message, but first, I would go to a mall to find clues about what these people looked like. When I was walking to the big street, suddenly, I heard some noises; they were like wild animals’ calls. I turned; some grotesque creatures were running unsteadily toward me. They were making harsh noises from their throats and they were holding bottles in their hands. I tried to run, but I was not a good runner. Though they were staggering, they caught me and stared at me furiously. I could see those horrible and eccentric creatures closely, the top and the side and the back of their heads were full of black fine strings, and two of them have shorter strings growing from their chins. They were really weird; their ears were small and growing in the wrong places. They looked angry and their faces were twisted. They were ugly. Just like that, they stared at me for a while and they started to beat me. They pushed me, and I fell. They stepped on me in the guts and punched me in the face and kicked every part of my body. I could not feel pain, but I could
not think either. In a second, my mind was in a whirl and I lost my consciousness. When I woke up, I had a severe headache and my body was extremely sore. I looked around, a lot of machines were surrounding me, and lots of tubes from those machines were connected with me. This was definitely a hospital or a laboratory. I tried to move, but my hands and feet are confined on the bed, like the one in the mental hospital. A few minutes after I became sober, some people who were wearing masks came in. They did experiments on me; some of them were very cruel. I wanted to escape, but as I had mentioned before, I was not strong. I had to put up with the torture every day. Day after day, one night, my dad came and found me. He took me into the machine. At that time, I was recovered, but weak. I was really happy and gracious, because I could get rid of those horrible experiments and eccentric creatures, but I didn’t understand how he could find me. He told me that there was a parental function in the time machine, the records were sent to the parents. He came and found my photos on the newspaper headline, and then he found this hospital. After I went home, I did some research, the year I lost was 2009, which was trillions years ago. The eccentric creatures that tortured me with
experiments were called human or homo homosapiens. According to history, they were our ancestors. I think it is a crying shame to have such ancestors.
kind of people they are, and how different we are. There was risk too, but even more dangerous was that, I didn’t know the level of this risk. The dawn was breaking. After a long meditation, I decided to take the unknown risk, I would stay in this unknown place and do my investigation and then send the message, but first, I would go to a mall to find clues about what these people looked like. When I was walking to the big street, suddenly, I heard some noises; they were like wild animals’ calls. I turned; some grotesque creatures were running unsteadily toward me. They were making harsh noises from their throats and they were holding bottles in their hands. I tried to run, but I was not a good runner. Though they were staggering, they caught me and stared at me furiously. I could see those horrible and eccentric creatures closely, the top and the side and the back of their heads were full of black fine strings, and two of them have shorter strings growing from their chins. They were really weird; their ears were small and growing in the wrong places. They looked angry and their faces were twisted. They were ugly. Just like that, they stared at me for a while and they started to beat me. They pushed me, and I fell. They stepped on me in the guts and punched me in the face and kicked every part of my body. I could not feel pain, but I could
not think either. In a second, my mind was in a whirl and I lost my consciousness. When I woke up, I had a severe headache and my body was extremely sore. I looked around, a lot of machines were surrounding me, and lots of tubes from those machines were connected with me. This was definitely a hospital or a laboratory. I tried to move, but my hands and feet are confined on the bed, like the one in the mental hospital. A few minutes after I became sober, some people who were wearing masks came in. They did experiments on me; some of them were very cruel. I wanted to escape, but as I had mentioned before, I was not strong. I had to put up with the torture every day. Day after day, one night, my dad came and found me. He took me into the machine. At that time, I was recovered, but weak. I was really happy and gracious, because I could get rid of those horrible experiments and eccentric creatures, but I didn’t understand how he could find me. He told me that there was a parental function in the time machine, the records were sent to the parents. He came and found my photos on the newspaper headline, and then he found this hospital. After I went home, I did some research, the year I lost was 2009, which was trillions years ago. The eccentric creatures that tortured me with
experiments were called human or homo homosapiens. According to history, they were our ancestors. I think it is a crying shame to have such ancestors.
