A 17 year old who moved into their parents home that was built in the late 1890's. The old Victorian home had been reverbished around 1990s the time being 2004 when this takes place. Our main character, Salem, finds out something that could change h...
"Thanks" I take the sandwich and eat it. Than I see the boy has a strange look on his face. What's that for-? Do I have something on my face?
'Thanks-? Is that just thank you without the you part of it?" Is this guy serious? He doesn't know slang apparently.
"Yeah its like a quick thank you, you dont know that?" I asked puzzled hoping he said he did-
"I didnt know that, no one uses thanks"the boy said nonchalantly.
"what- no one uses thanks? Do you live under a rock? Everyone uses thanks, thank you is only for formalities-" I thought to myself.
"Um...okay if you say so" I mumbled kinda weirded out on how he doesn't know modern slang. "Why do you have so much old stuff?" I blatantly asked not expecting him to act oblivious.
"Old stuff? What do you mean?" He looked at me confused.
"You know..there was a gramophone or whatever it's called in the other room and other old stuff from the 1900s-? Do you like collecting old stuff and dressing in old clothes?" I asked hoping he'd figure it out, but he manages to amazing me and shock me at the same time.
"Ohh the gramophone. Im still working on using it it came with a manual. It's very nice..wait 1900s? My clothes arent old sir i got them a few weeks ago i was able to afford them after a while of working for them" he said seeming a little offended.
"It is old- are you that into America history-?" I mentioned laughing a bit finding everything funny.
The short guy looked at me slightly upset. "It's not the gramophone was just invented 13 or so yrs ago thank you very much they just began getting popular. My parents have had one since I was 9. You're the one acting like you don't know anything its not the 1900s yet."
"Interesting..what year is it than if we're not in the 1900's?" I ask sarcastically since it's past the 1900s.
"1895? How do you not know that?" The boy asked me confused.
"Is he joking? It's not the 1800s it's 2000s-"I thought to myself.
"Are you sure?" I asked hoping that he was joking and not being insane.
"Yeah." He said with full confidence. Which just shocked me like is he on something-? Is he not in his right mind-?
"Give me proof" I demanded sure hes pulling my leg. The boy looked at me for a second and than left the room which confused me. Like how is he going to prove this stupid joke-? He came back with back after going outside holding mail.
"Here you go is this enough proof? Straight out of my mail box, you can open it" he said handing me one of the letters.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I look at the envelope a bit than open it.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(An actual letter from the 1800s written by a women named Mary Lee)
