Time Travel Short Story

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The Golden Ride By, John Ng ‘She’s not home.’ ‘I would not regret this; she won’t be expecting to find anything unusual until she sees me on the headlines next week.’ I sit myself in the leather chair and flick five of the switches in the row of switches in front of me, two from the left and three from the right. I pull down a lever and the glass dome closes. I press a green button and the lights within this spherical vehicle start flickering on like lanterns in the night. I fasten my seat belt, put on my helmet and type in the accurate number sequence into the glowing panel of numbers before me. Mom’s machine shakes and rumbles then there’s a sudden burst of white light and I start my journey into the future. I regain conscious from the beeping of the time machine. In excitement, I lift up the lever and the translucent glass dome opens again. I take my first step and it feels like as I’m Neil Armstrong, the guy that first arrive the Moon in human’s history. I am in the centre of my lawn. It is 2034; barely 20 years of difference but nothing really change. Gazing at the ash- filled sky, there’s no a stars to be seen. It’s windy; the cool breeze brushes my face gently. ‘There’s no time to be waste, I need to start working.’ I climbed into the dark house through the side window that leads into my parent’s room. There’s something unusual about the room. A peculiar odour seems to hover in the air-a stale, musty odour tinged with something as acrid as mothballs. You know this aroma: it’s ‘old people’s smell’. I wish I can see the wrinkles and the face of my parents but I can’t break the rule of interrupting the people in the particular period, or else the whole world will mess up, and that’s not going to be good. I am glad, as long as I know that my parents are still alive. I walk out from my parents’ room to the passage. The whole passage was hung with

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