The younger boy

The younger boy

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It all started when I went to sleep, I tossed and turned into a world of darkness that I thought was my room but no, I wasn't, I didn't feel normal, not tonight. I wandered aimlessly not being able to see. I tried calling for my mom... Then my dad... No one answered, I was terrified, scared, and frankly confused. I walked on step after another when I felt a falling motion. I was twisting and turning without control..... And then BAM. I woke up in my room for a normal day with a normal life but I still felt strange like life was floating backwards. I went to chop feeling younger every class period, I felt my life getting weaker... And weaker... And weaker...
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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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