Past, Pear, and Future
Screaming. Everywhere. I bit the corner of my lip and tried to shut out the chaos. Tears trickled from my eyes, but seemed to dry before they reached my cheeks. I clenched my jaw tight and strained against the net of energy that pushed, pulled, and surged around me.
And they said time travel couldn’t happen.
The pressure dissipated and a cool breeze lifted the hair off the back of my neck. I peeked open to see a boy in a red coat chasing a ball along the oceanfront. Me twenty years ago. Wrong location.
Chaos seized me again and I pressed on, mentally straining as I squeezed through the space. Time stopped. Back at home. Not far enough ahead. Taking a deep breath, I allowed the travel to take hold and the pear on the counter appeared to dissolve before my eyes.
After the madness had silenced again, a mixture of heartache, horror, and utter shock pulsed through me. Garbage strung out over the ground, with half naked children wading through the filth. No. This couldn’t be our future. What had I done?
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