Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 - 2 | Page 182

Ashlyn worked on fixing the time machine for hours… until she made it back to how it was supposed
to be. She inserted new-looking metal parts in there. She turned the controller to the present and activated
it. The sound was like a truck. VROOOOOM….
In a blink, she was back home, lying in her bed, breathing hard. Was this just a dream? Ashlyn’s hair
was as messy as a mop. The time machine glowed then disappeared, glowed then disappeared… Then it
disappeared for real. The alarm clock rang and Ash banged on it. The alarm fell to the floor in a crash, and a
small piece of glass fell off it. Her mom rushed in and asked “C’mon, wake up!! You’re gonna be late for
school!” Did the time machine have some magic, or was it just a dream? Ashlyn ate her breakfast and saw
the time machine flashing around again. Mom shouted “What are you looking at! Eat your breakfast! The
school bus is almost here!” Couldn’t mom see the time machine? Ashlyn thought “If mom wasn’t going to
find out, I guess this means more adventures await!”.
The best is yet to come, but Ashlyn would have to be patient!