Finding More Than What You Were Looking For

Finding More Than What You Were Looking For

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Have you ever woken up in a strang place, in a strang bed, with no memory of anything but your name, a blurry vision of a little man that looked like a frog, and that your a computer hacker. Then you look aroud and see that there are about 10 other kids sleeping in beds besides you? No? I was not expecting you too. Pretty strang if you ask me. Which you probably were not going too.............So any way this happen to me. Well I'm currently in this situation. Don't ask me why I obviously don't know. Hi my names Truth ________ I currently trying to remmber what my middle and last name are. Nevermind. Too much work to soon. Back to the introducing myself. I have spent __ years on this earth. I am _ft and _ins tall. I have ______ colored eyes and ____colored hair. I don't know what I look like or if I'm pretty. I'm basically meeting myself for the frist time. I have one thought in my head to fill in these blanks and so much more.
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My name is Nolan Moore and something special happened to me. Or at least that is what the psychiatrist calls it. I think it was disturbing, too horrific for words. What happened to me was something that keeps me up at night. Sometimes I lay in bed and stare at the ceiling for hours, even days. I get shivers down my spine even writing this down, but I have a feeling that I will be gone soon. So, if you read this, then you get a glimpse of my soul. I pray that before the end of my story I will get forgiveness for everything I have done. Just remember I did this because I thought it was the best thing at the time. Clearly, it wasn't. Time is a thin line floating between what was and what will be. It's flowing through space hoping to reach an end. Normally whenever someone makes a choice, time itself splits and although we don't feel a thing, it still happens, nonetheless. But now something happened that had never happened before. Two new lines that were created flowed alongside each other through the endless void, seeking their old one. They were never supposed to collide, but one strange afternoon everything went wrong. The three timelines hit each other dead on. Three people ended up on an island, three exactly the same people.

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