The Strange World I Live In by Selena Scarborough
It was the next morning. I woke up out of my bed and I noticed something was slightly different. I rubbed my eyes to get a clearer view out my window blinds and I saw that the sky was dark blue with purple clouds. I was so shocked, it was as if my soul left my body. I closed the blinds and went to go check on my grandmother and my sister. I went upstairs to my sister’s room and she was gone. All of her stuff in her room disappeared, so there was an empty room. I left her room and went to my grandmother’s bedroom. When I looked inside her room, she was gone as well and some of her stuff was still here. Now I started to have a panic attack. My heart started pounding, my head was breaking a sweat, and my stomach was hurting. It felt like I was trapped in a small box that I couldn’t get out of. I just sat on the floor and started to cry and put my head down. So many things were going through my head it was crazy. “Are my sister and grandmother dead? Why is the sky blue and purple? Am I dreaming about something?” I decided to wipe my eyes and get off the floor. My vision was still a little blurry from all the tears, but I took a deep breath and walked out the door to see what was happening outside. As soon as I stepped foot out the door, the sky was flashing so bright in my eyes, it was like a diamond was shining. In my head I was starting to realize that I transitioned into a new world and my surroundings weren’t the same anymore. My memory was starting to come back to me. I remembered that last night, two gray and blue robots came up to me while I was walking home from the movie theater. They pushed me into a time travel machine and stuck an electric needle inside of me that made me go really psycho. My memory was still kind of vivid, but I remembered a few things. As soon as my memory was coming back to me, I started to walk down the street. There were cars such as Teslas, Lamborghinis, and SRT’s parked outside. But something was very different about this world, and the outside of it. Instead of birds singing their peaceful 154
