She woke up suddenly to the sound of a doorbell.
"Delivery for a Helen Starbomb!" called a voice outside her apartment door. She stretched as she got up. As she passed a mirror, she saw herself and couldn't help but walk back.
"Wow..." she said quietly to herself. "I'm liking this short hair." She chuckled quietly as she walked to the door in her pajamas. She opened the door and found a man standing there with a medium sized package in his hand.
"Hello Helen!" the man said with a smile. Helen awkwardly smiled back, not used to such politeness from random strangers. She kindly took the package from him and started to hand him money. "No no, it's free. I didn't see a price, so." Helen shook her head and said:
"It's for you. Go use it for yourself. Though, I would like it if you used it for things that don't harm animals or the environment."
The man took it, smiling and shaking his head. "Ah, right. You're THAT Helen. The animal and environmental debater. I'll be sure to keep that in mind!"
Helen couldn't help but think Oh, nice. I already have a small name for myself.
"Hey, sir. What's your name?" Helen asked as she came from her thoughts. She saw the man was walking away, and she didn't want him to leave without at least knowing his name.
"Robert!" he called back, waving. Helen smiled kindly and waved back. She then walked back inside to go get some actual clothes on and open the package.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(Time skip by England's magic)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Helen had on a rainbow shirt with a kitty on it and some jean shorts as she sat in the middle of the dirty floor of her crowded apartment. She carefully opened the box with a box cutter and opened it up. She looked around the apartment for a desk and found one against the left wall. She got up and carefully walked through the slight mess of the small apartment to the desk. She found a new but cheap laptop sitting on the desk. She opened it up to find a window open of a blog page.
Her blog page.
"Well," she started while scanning the page, "I'm liking my resource guy more and more every time. Third time's a charm, they say." She couldn't help but laugh quietly to herself as she unpacked the glass, syringe, and notebook. She also found two signs, one with "Mother Nature is our FRIEND! Don't Treat Her Like TRASH!" and "Don't Harm All the Animals! Otherwise All Will Be SILENT!" She couldn't help but clap for the effort that was put into these, wondering if this guy had nothing better to do.
Grabbing the notebook, she recorded the signs and how they looked, and some of the things that were written on her blog and some stuff that was on the news.
The year was 2001, the month was September. She lived in New York.
She wondered what was in store for her this time.
AUTHOR'S NOTE
Ooh... I wonder where this is going...
I'm SO SORRY about not continuing this sooner. I was a little confused about an element in the story that my dad brought up and school stress was making it harder. This goes for this chapter and the chapter before this one (chapter 2).
I hope everyone is enjoying this at least somewhat. I honestly can't tell if anyone other than my mom is reading it... and that's a little sad for me >_<.
Well, I hope you are all doing well, my wanderers!
(BTW, I have an Amino account on so many fandoms. I'm also on the Writer's Amino, where I'll be putting some random stuff. Name is 6Yin6Yang6. Go check it out, if you want!)
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Time Keeps Passing
Ficción históricaUnknown to the rest of the world, there is a girl that's recording everything. She has seen many things in her time, some of the greatest accomplishments and some of the greatest tragedies. She's even been present for a few. Every time she goes home...