Monday mornings... Ugh. After the best two days of the week you are expected to get up early and go to school or work or whatever you do. It can't get any worse. At least that's what I thought.
After I wake up like a zombie and go for my morning shower, I go make myself some cereal and plop myself on the couch. My dad already had the news on. Not really what a 13 year-old finds entertaining. As I was eating my Rice Crispies, my dad pointed at the TV with the remote and said,
"Hey, check this out Winston!"
It took me a couple seconds to for my morning eyes to focus on the screen. When they did the screen read,
"THE FIRST EVER TIME MACHINE PURCHASED ON EBAY AUCTION."
I couldn't even believe what I was reading, but sure enough, that day at school everybody (and I mean EVERYBODY) was talking about it.
Like any other normal human being, I pinched myself a couple times that day, just to make sure I wasn't dreaming.
After school that day, I called my dad and told to buy a steel door and a gun...
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How To Survive: A Jerk With A Time Machine
RandomLife was as normal as could be; there was some war in the Middle East and a bunch of people worrying about the next apocalypse. Life was… normal. Then one day, some asshole gets his hands on a time machine. Now, you'll learn how to survive possibly...
