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Dubsmash lomi

The story of a time traveller.

( HEY people, long time no see ;). I'm writing a story that popped up into my mind this afternoon. I'm posting the first chapter here and hope for your ideas, comments, toughts on this little project of mine. Hope you like it ^^ - Namitjuh) 

Hi, I’m a time traveller. You did not except that, didn’t you?
Well, I’m not the cool kind you now think of. First of all I don’t have the Tardis. Second of all. I’m a goldfish….

There I had you for a moment!! LOL. Ok no  I will stop kidding around this is a very serious matter…. I’m a girl who hates goldfishes and can time travel. This is my story.

The story of a time traveller.

Chapter 1.

Shit happens. Always. But this shit was very brown. ‘ What do you mean you can’t go to the ball?’ I asked my friend. ‘ I’m not going without you, Eva’ Eva looked guilty ‘ I’m very sorry Abbie but my father is –‘ ‘ annoying, old fashioned, ugly’ ‘ Abbie !’ Eva yelled at me. I don’t think she should ever yell at me. Please I’m like her best friend. You don’t yell at besties. Or even humans for that matter. ‘I’m sorry I have to go’ Eva hugged me and ran off. Ok… There I was. In the hallway of a highschool in London, alone, by myself,..; This is getting too depressed. Next week was the ball, that glitter and glamour school thing we stole from the Americans. And I had no date and , thanks to Eva’s dad, no friend to go. Yep I had only one friend in school. No, nothing to be sad about. I’m friendly with everyone but I just don’t trust so easily.

I’m very into History. Apparently I’m the only one. Why? I really like it and maybe the fact that sometimes I just randomly disappear and pop up in another time and place. Like now. Middle of my History class. For the questions begin. When I disappear in 2015 to another time and I’m sitting in a public place, others still see me. Well, it’s not ME exactly it’s a projection of me. They see what they want to see. If the teacher wants me to answer her question I will. Why do I randomly pop away? I don’t know exactly. The only thing I know at this moment in time ( you get me ? haha ) is that I’m send there with a reason. 

This was the first chapter. Hope you enjoyed it ^^