The day was October 23rd, 3013, My name is Zelda, and my 18th birthday was now only 8 days away. I was sitting on the deck of my brother Zephyr???s house. His house had everything you could want in a house in the year 3013. It had a self-cooking kitchen, and a closet that dressed you every day. The house cleaned itself, and robots served you all day long. He also had a suction elevator linked to every single room in his house ??? sort of like the elevator in Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. I sighed as I leaned back against his porch swing, beginning to day dream about life in the past again. The past fascinated me to high extents; I???d always wanted to travel there, and experience it for myself.
Travelling to the past was extremely dangerous, and highly risky. When you travel to the future, there are still time machines to be able to bring you back home, but when going into the past, technology there isn???t quite advanced enough ??? if you travel to the past, you never come back. The modern simplicity of the past was amazing. Everyone would do everything themselves, cook, clean, serve, etc. There weren???t any robots, nor was there technology to assist you. Once you turned 18, you were then able to obtain your TTP, or ???Time Travelers Pass??? which meant that you were able to move out on your own, and to any year you wanted to. I chose the year 2000 for myself over 6 years ago, when we studied it in school.
Zigana, my best friend of 8 years offered to help search for my home from the year 2000. She brought over her collection of newspapers that her dad had sent to her and together we searched for the best sounding houses. We managed to narrow it down to two, and soon I had chosen my new home. Over the next few days I prepared myself for the big move. I packed and micro-shrunk all of my items, fitting them all into a single backpack. I was going to miss the future, and everyone in it ??? especially Zindel, I had had a crush on him ever since we were 6, I just never had to guts to tell him. Before I knew it, Halloween, and my date of birth had arrived. I hopped onto my hover board and went to the ITC (Inter-Universal Transportation Center) to finally obtain my TTP. An hour later, and I was sitting in the first class time machine on my way to the year 2000.
It felt like only a matter of minutes before I arrived in the year 2000, I picked up my bag and headed towards the address listed on the classified ad I
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