Lost in Time (Larry)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

The next morning when I wake up I can't think of where I am at first but then I realise that this is my new room in our house.

This old house where I first saw those shadows. Where I first thought that maybe I'm not as 'normal' as everybody else.

Tiredly I look at the clock and sigh deeply. It it just six am. 'Oh no... This is way to early!', I think.

But I know that I'm not able to fall asleep again once I'm awake. So I sit up, rubbing my eyes and yawning.

As soon as I stand up I miss the warmth of my bed but I decide to not lay down again. I put on some comfortable clothes because I don't plan on going out today so I don't see why I should wear something else. Then I grab a hoodie and my nowadays widespread 'Image&read' which is like a small eyelence but it has a lot more features. You can contact other people with it and write with them, also surf in the internet but what many people don't know is that these eyelences have a chip function as well. The government always knows where you are. Scary, but the truth.

I leave my room and walk downstairs, trying to be quiet because I don't want to wake my dad up. I go to the livingroom and sit down on the couch, throwing a blanket over me.

Carefully I put on my eyelence and as this new technology is (when used) connected with the brain I just think what I want it to do.

'Click on the 'ANCIENT ONE' and type in the serche line... 'Tomlinson'...'

The 'ANCIENT ONE' is an app which was made by my dad and basically it shows you every thing you want to know about old houses, time periods and even families, if there is an entry about them.

The app needs its time to load and the longer I have to wait, the more nervous I get. I start fiddling around with my fingers but it doesn't help.

Then some entrys pop up.

I take a deep breath and look at the first one.

Mikhail Tomlinson (2078-2123): a very well known therapist at that time...

I stop reading because this obviously isn't the person I'm looking for. He lived to late.

Theo Lain (2005-2089): ...

Well, at least the time was better. He was probably a friend of a person with 'Tomlinson' as the surname.

June Amy Tomlinson (2014-2097): a very famous actress and there are some documents telling she was also quite sympathic. She lived near Cape Town in South Africa...

'Okay, wrong place.', I think and read on.

Georg Hinber (1990-2063): ...

Susanne McMiller (2009-2072): ...

I groan. Why are there so many people? My exitement and nervousness slowly fades away. Looks like there is much work for me.

Paul Tomlinson (1758-1804): ...

No, to early..

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"Hey, Harry. Why are you awake? Shouldn't you sleep for another three hours or so?"

I nearly jump up and turn my head towards the voice. There, in the doorframe is Henry, looking at me curious.

"Oh god. Please, don't ever scare me again!", I say, feeling my heart beating incredibly fast.

I quickly shut down the internet and put the eyelence away. Then I remember my dad's question and add: "I couldn't sleep, so I did some research on ancient times."

He smiles lightly and I can see that he is proud of me. Proud, that I'm not a difficult person who gets on his nerves all the time. Proud, that I always try to understand him and proud, that I am so interested in ancient times as well.

I feel bad for lying at him but I can't tell him about those shadows and the name, right? He would think, I'm just seeing things and he would bring me to the doctors.

Maybe this would even be the better thing to do but I'm way to curious and this seems to important to probably get accused of being mentally ill.

"Do you want something to eat?", my dad says and pulls me out of my thoughts.

"Sorry, what?", I ask, not having understood the question.

"If you want something to eat?", he repeats.

I nod and he goes in the kitchen, starting to prepare our breakfast. This is something I love my dad for: He knows that if he needs my help, I would do nearly everything for him and he lets me know that he appreciated it. For example, the cooking - I could do it myself but he does it when he's at home so I have more time.

I couldn't think of any reason why I should hate him.

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Hey,

can you please let me know if there are any mistakes. English isn't my native language, so...

Thanks

-Elena