To Play with History

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    I hated my life, ever since I knew it the big bad world was against me. To change this, I decided to make a time machine. I will mess up the timeline in history and that split second where my mother is impregnate will no longer happen. I'll be never born. Also, I could make life fair.

   First, I went and I aquired my own nuclear weapon and the formula from WWII. Then, instead of dropping the bomb on Japan, I dropped it on Germany too. Then I went back in time and gave the weapon to the Natives to keep  the foreigners out. I continued making people suffer the same way I did.

   Everytime I went back in time, I was still me but in different places. I was different in what I believed, my family, my father. The things that remained the same were memories, my drive for making a time machine, my mother or sometimes my fatheer.

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