Non Writer SCC2016
Tula was looking so forwards to Christmas this year. She could hardly contain her excitement. This year would be filled with Joy unlike last year.
Something always had to go south during these cold winter months. The solitude was most welcome though.
Tula had a long Island iced tea and laid back on the artificial beach she'd created with palm trees, drinks, sand and a bar to boot, wondering what
peace and quiet she'd get this time around. And Tula really loved her peace and quiet. Ahhhhhh at last I can just lay here and .... BANG THUMP
BOOM!
Tula didn't know whether or not a plane engine smashed into her living room or ...No way!!!
.... With complete disbelief Tula came face to face with a Time Machine! This was so far off Bill and Ted's excellent adventures She almost thought
she might be the unwilling participant of a Dr.Who episode.
A man walked out, stared at Tula and then began to talk loudly in some type of gibberish. He pulled Tula into the Time Machine all the while laughing
like a complete mad man!
OMG thought Tula, Alien Abduction or I'm losing my mind!!!
As the Machine made thrusting movements and loud noises the entire ship shifted back and forth, landing in a scary place. As he looked up at the crazy
human looking alienoid, it's face was almost unbearable. It looked like the cross between a Beetle and a Human, it's eyes ... she covered her eyes and
looked away it was too much.
The Alien creature began to translate itself into English using a sophisticated device that looked akin to something from Star Trek. It began to
speak.......
I am from the Planet Zorchob, I mean you no harm Earthling. I realize that I look kinda scary and down right disgusting but You have been chosen to
write down this piece of History so no one forgets!
It handed her a paper it printed out, then placed it over her forehead. That is now sealed within your subconscious. The world is going to blow up and
then all will be lost, apart from you that is. What? said Tula? The World can't blow up??? I have a Boyfriend he'd flip right out if ... the world
blew up. Ok nevermind... Tula took one last look at her captor, her nice alien freakish looking captor and passed out. When she awoke she was warm and
in her bed. Was it a dream? Impossible she thought. She raced to the window, nothing seemed different apart from... omg My House?! She discovered
she'd changed timelines, what else could it be? Not the Mandela effect surely that would be stupid.
Everything was perfect in that moment, as Tula smiled and fell back to sleep... A Perfect Dream that led to a Perfect everything else in her life and
The Best Christmas Ever!
The End.
edit on 11 21 2016 by LadyButterfly because: (no reason given)