The last thing that I remember was talking to Pat. Then I felt the bullet from his gun go deep into my chest. After that I fell to the floor and then everything went dark because that is when I died.
The day was the 14th of July the year was 1881. I was buried next to my friends Charley and Tom the word pals was carved on my headstone.
Our graves are in the graveyard at Fort Sumner New Mexico. The next thing that I knew was that somehow I am alive. In the future.
I walk the streets of modern day Lincoln County New Mexico. It is very different from the Lincoln County New Mexico. That I remember in the past.
As I walk I wonder if I can get use to the future and what will happen to me now. Well I don't have to wonder very long.
Because I am now a student in college and I am a successful young bull rider. But part of me still misses the past.
Today at lunch time I went to my grave and sat alone lost in my thoughts. Thinking about the past and it came to be that I am now alive in the future.
And the skies of Lincoln County are as blue as blue could be and the sun that shines on you used to shine on me.
I am still alive and I am alone here.
This is me in the past
This is me in college
This is me a very successful young bull rider
This is my grave in the graveyard at Fort Sumner
This is me laying on my grave
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Young Guns I died in the past and I came back to life in the future
Fanfictionthis story is written as a journal entry. it tells about me being shot down by Pat Garrett and dying in the past only to come back to life in the future.