Her future

One more day

I looked out the window, watching the scenery. There were birds on the trees, snow on the ground, bare trees here and there. I was sitting on a chair in a nice looking home, but didn't look anything like mine.

'Sir, are you by any chance, Mr. Jack Wilson?' I turn to see a police officer standing by the door. Something felt off.

'Yes I am. And who might you be?' I questioned.

The police officer started to look nervous. 'I am ---- ---------, I'm here to-'

'I'm sorry, what did you say?' I asked. 'I didn't catch your name?'

The officer paused. He seemed as if he couldn't hear me.

'I'm here to-' he began.

'I asked what your name was!' I shouted. He didn't seem to mind.

'I'm here to-' he began once more.

'WHAT IS YOUR NAME!?! TELL ME YOUR DAMN NAME!' I screamed. The officer seemed unfazed. I decided to let it go.

'I'm here to tell you some very, uh, shocking news about the case you're involved in.' he said, finally finishing his sentence.

'Case, what case?' I asked.

'The case of the missing girl of 20 years' The officer said, but it didn't seem like he was actually talking to me at this point. Sure, he's looking at me and all, but it's like he's talking to someone else. And it's like I'm not even here at all....

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"Wake UP!!!" screamed a female voice.

I groaned.

"Go away." I mumbled.

"Just get off your as...I mean, GET UP!"
The female voice, who I now realize that this highly annoying voice belongs to my sister.

"Give me one good reason." I challenged.

Isabella smirked. "What about those girls who you told to meet them at the theatre at 6 am sharp?"

...

"What time is it right now?"

"5:30 am"

...

I dashed out my bed as my sister ran away, and started getting ready as fast as I could. I ran to the bathroom, took a solid 3 minutes to brush my teeth a and comb my hair, then ran downstairs to find a bowl of cereal and milk with some orange juice (?).

I chugged the Orange juice and ate the cereal as quickly as I could, slipped on my shoes and said "I'm ready, I'm ready!"

"Took you long enough." Andrew said.

"You can't really blame him. He did a lot yesterday." Isabella said.

"That was yesterday. Today is today. Simple stuff." Andrew said.