As I walked down the street I tried to shake the memory from my head. I looked up from the pavement and noticed that two boys had walked in front of me.
“Get out of our way.” One of them said. Without waiting for a response, the other one shoved me off the past. They continued walking as if nothing had happened. I stood up, and searched my pants for grass stains. When I found none, I started my walk again.
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Disconnected
Science FictionEveryone now has a chance to leave their bodies, and visit a virtually constructed world. All forms of entertainment are now starting to transfer over into this new medium, and the fun is just beginning. The world has become so connected, and yet on...
