Aisle 13 ( Watty Awards 2013)

Aisle 13 chapter 3

"I know it's crazy. I'm you, in the future. Your favorite color is beige, your natural hair color is brown not blonde, and your birth name is-" she was speaking frantically.

"Don't say it! How'd you get here? Well in the past?"I was questioning Sara, me.

"In 15 years from now they open up an aisle 13. It's a kids paradise.".

Then why can I see it?"

"I accidentally brought it here from the future!"

"Oh so what's the harm?"

Future me whispered something in my ear, something that shocked me and changed my life forever.

"The people that you saw shopping there are from the future." She said calmly.

"That still doesn't explain why I can see it! Am I physic?" I asked starting to get nervous.

"No! You can see it because I can. Anyone who visited it within the first 13 minutes, their past selves can see it."

"Ok so what do you mean by you brought it here from the future?"

"I don't know! I brought the people with me and people who never knew it existed are visiting it! We can't let them drink the frosting flavored sprite!"

"Why not?"

"It's toxic."

"I drank it."

"What?!"

Future me ran to the customer service table and glanced at me. I saw my mom and dashed over to the cash register that my mom was at.

"Honey, are you okay?" She asked as I threw up all over her new shoes. I disgustedly looked down and saw that I threw up, what? Cupcakes.

Later that day at the doctor the doctor was drawing blood, poking me, and asking useless questions.

"I told you already that I was in aisle 13 at Wal-mart and drank frosting flavored sprite!" I was practically yelling at the doctor.

"Miss Sara did you happen to swallow many cupcakes whole and have no stomach acid?" As he was speaking I started puking again. More cupcakes. Delicious.

After that my mom took me home and told me to rest. I drank countless numbers of glasses if ginger ale. By the end of the day I was better. At least my mom thinks so.