Another Time | A 100 Word Story

#138 From the Future

I woke up this morning in a bed different from my own, beside a stranger. I try to remember my past but all I see are flashes of a life I barely recognize.

Unsure of my surroundings I slip out of bed, in search of a wallet for identification. Perhaps it will jog my memory. Either that or I’m in some strange nightmare.

I walk past a mirror in the hall and catch a glimpse of my face. I recognize it. My name. My other life. This isn’t a different place, it’s another time.

I’m older but none the wiser.

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From The Future

Imagining the Future through the Past, by writing Lyrical Historical Essays and Science Fiction Novels

By Edward Rooster

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