Writing on Trial Final Portfolio | Page 25

Sorry The rattle started at 6:45 am. The bang bang hurt my earlobes. I stretched a couple of times. My feet were freezing cold, even though I was wearing the most comfortable and cozy pajamas. I moved my hand and clicked the button so my alarm would stop making such a rattle. Gently and very sleepy, I rose from my bed and headed to the bathroom. As always, I checked the time and date on my Iphone. It marked 6:53 am, Thursday February 3rd, 2036. What had happened? At first, I thought my sister had played a joke with me and changed the time and date of my phone. I shouted my sister’s name, “Ana! Ana! This isn’t funny.” But as I shouted her name, my parents told me she did not live at home anymore. My eyes were wide open and I started to have an anxiety attack. My hands kept sweating and my head started to hurt. There were just tons of possibilities I could not stop overthinking the situation. Where was she living? How old was I? Meanwhile, my parents looked at me shocked, they thought was drunk. Their confused and worried eyes made me want to cry. Before I could even try to control my emotions, I was already crying, screaming and crying again about what had happened for the last twenty years. My mom was super confused and kept rubbing her hands, she kept telling me that last night I had dinner with her and we had talked about my future life plans. But I knew that wasn’t possible. I remembered going to the hospital last night to get a flu shot. And now I was just crying twenty years later. The more I tried to think about and solve the situation, the more scared I got. It was time to go out to the street. I had to get out of those four walls that trapped me. There had to be answers somewhere else. Plus, some fresh air would help my headache. As, I walked out of my house, and towards the mall, the place where I used to spend most of my afternoons. The place where I used to work. Everything seemed to be different. At the mall everybody looked at me as if I was a different creature; clearly I was out of style. My favorite stores : Forever21, Abercrombie, and Hollister were now unpopular boutiques that had the entire store on sale before closing the market. As I walked my way through the pathways I knew existed I found myself on a world that was unknown. Nor the people, nor the food, nor the technologies matched what I had lived. Everything seemed unknown, even the way people communicated. The mall had clearly been a terrible idea, at least as a first way to discover what revolved around me. Therefore, I decided that in order to be able to live in this new life, I had to find what caused this entire situation. Find the problems that had made me not progress in my life. As I returned home, I grabbed my phone, looked at the screen once again at the date and realized I had a missed called from Robert. Quickly, I grabbed the phone and returned his call; I had no idea of who he was, but at least it was a chance for discovering who I was. He told me we had been dating for the last couple of weeks, but I did not know. I told him about the situation and he was very pissed 25 of 33