Chapter seven

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Its 7:30 pm.

I enter the dinner room, as my parents are preparing the room for my brother birthday. I know the room will contain so many people, either from Tim friends, or from my cousins and uncles. I Prepare my gift, with the bag. All I have to do is wait for my uncles, and cousins to come.

its 7:35 pm.

My uncles and cousin are spamming -(again) like always- the door bell. so I go to open the door, they come holding many gift's, the little's are running to find Tim, and to share funny moments about games. I greet them and lead them to the dinner room. But I ask myself where is my grandma.

its 7:45 pm.

My mother starts talking to my aunts, my father is talking to my uncles, and my brother is talking to the littles. I could see that my father started worrying about my grandma

its 8:00 pm.

my mother calls my grandma, but she doesn't pick up.

its 8:30 pm.

this is the time when the door bell rang, I run to pick up the door. Not until I find it was my uncle Micheal. He greets me with a wicked smile, as if he doesn't realize what he made. I want to smack him, to beat him.

"Micheal!" my father exclaimed, "we never thought we will meet you again." I could see the hatred in the eyes of my father, as he started glaring on my uncle.

"I heard it was Tim birthday," he said, while glaring my father "and I also I came here to check on my mom".

whatever is between my father and my uncle Micheal, I wanted my father to kill him. My father led his brother to the dinner room, where all my aunts, uncles, and my cousins exclaimed. I hear Tim footsteps while running to the dinner room, he jumps and hugs my him.

its 9:00 pm.

My mother considered going to check grandma house, but Micheal said that she can't come, here sister just arrived to grandma house, and that they have to talk, especially about the state of their father. We start celebrating Tim birthday.

"Happy Birthday to you....." my minds trails of, I feel dizzy.

"happy birthday to " what's wrong with me.

"Tim". I fell

where am I. I wonder. I open my eyes.

Fuck.

I am in the alternate earth. I could shape the table from the dinner room, the hall, the chairs, and the sofa. I should check if I could move, if I could talk. I set my mind to walk and raise up, yes I could walk and move. I try to talk but I cant, so I wonder what need do I need to talk, as if there is someone else in the verse.

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