Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 12 | Page 299

Back In Time
Kowloon Tong School (Primary Section), Lam, Long Hei – 11
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itting in front of the computer in Kevin’s home, Crystal, Kevin and I were desperately browsing various
websites on the Internet to look for information about the old Shanghai for a history project. All websites
were not very specific, and every time we thought we found what we wanted, we were left disappointed by the
superficial and overly general descriptions. This project had become a major headache for the trio of us.
‘We are wasting too much time on this Internet. We are swamped!’ Kevin said. Crystal then suggested going to
the museum. I snapped, frustrated, “It is in Shanghai! How do you think we go there? By bus?” Crystal was borne
of my anger, so I thought she wasn’t hurt by my sarcastic.
Suddenly, Kevin’s eyes widened, and slowly said, “You can use your……” eyeing the necklace hanging from my
neck. Crystal nodded enthusiastically, obviously agreeing with that crazy idea.
“No, no, no! We are not going to use it for a project! What if we all get hurt, or worse, get stuck in there…”
Kevin shot me an annoyed look, silencing my objection. I sighed, knowing that I was defeated and took out my
pendant, and stared at it. It was shaped as a black cat, with its emerald eye glittering in the light, the tail flicking
from side to side as if it was inviting me to clasp my fingers around it and make a wish. It had a mysterious aura of
powerful magic waiting for me to discover.
It all started one midnight, when a stray cat was standing outside my bedroom window, pawing at the glass. I let it
in, and it sat there with no intention of moving, purring contently. The next day, there was a necklace hanging on
the cupboard door, which I was wearing now. I discovered that it could take in any shape of the cat family, and it
could grant me many powers, and time traveling was one of its magical abilities. When traveling back in time,
time in the modern world would stop, so that we wouldn’t risk being found missing. We already time traveled
together for a few times, and met a lot of geniuses in our wondrous trips, and also nearly got killed too.
Not wasting any more precious time, Kevin dragged us to his room and slammed the door loudly. Unwillingly, I
clasped hands with my friends and chanted the spell to take us deep into the past “Come together, rays of light;
comfort me in the deadly night. Weave a wall of thickest mist; through the dangers we resist. It made the strangest
sensations – like as if we were melting, like cheese in the oven, except there wasn’t any heat. The world around us
blurred. I didn’t feel like we were moving at all. Instead, ev