i've always wanted to become a time traveller. time travelling rocks! i'd like to go to the past. i can meet alexander the great, botev and levski, cleaopatra, hitler, vincent van gogh... that'd be cool, i'm telling you - to spend an entire day with van gogh for example. or any other person from the ones i've already said. but here comes the struggle - people won't be willing to pay me for going back in time, simply because to them i'm, well, useless. but i may have an idea. a solution. i can be a delivery boy (a delivery girl in my case). but no, i won't be an ordinary delivery girl. what am i actually talking about? okay, i'll try to explain you. close your eyes now, it's story time. no, actually keep your eyes open because you won't be …show more content…
except of you. she stares at you behind her glasses and repeats:
'your notebook. my desk. now' her voice is firm, but warm.
'i-uh-i don't, i don't... i didn't,' you start mumbling. 'i didn't write it...'
She raises an eyebrow and the movement says it all - why?
'i was busy with other things and i....'
'i understand you,' she interrupts you calmly,' but aren't we all busy? i gave you two weeks to finish it. two weeks seem enough to me.'
'yes, yes they are and i've started it, but i thought we had more time... ah.' you realise it's pointless to argue with the teacher. she is right - we gotta do what we gotta do.
'okay, see, i won't write you an "F" just because i know you are usually a hard-working kid... but i'm disappointed of you. your heart sinks(? it sounded fine in my head ok ?). you hate it when you let someone down. especially your literature teacher. if there was only a way... a way to go back in time and finish that damn essay... bUT WAIT! there is a way! i am the way! you just gotta call me and i will land with my spaceship in your backyard, lean on a tree, looking hot and all in my black leather jacket. i'll wink at you and say:
'hey, so you need my help,
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they will also realise they cannot do anything to save humanity, because they should have started thinking of this many and many years ago. here is where i show up.
'maya, ' the people from the future would say' we need you to go back in time and tell those douchebags to be more careful! there are so many ozone holes in the sky above us, people are dying from hunger and we no longer have enough clean water for our needs! it's a disaster!' i'd ask for a nice amount of money in return and when i receive it i'd make another visit to the past but this time it will be for the greater good - to save not only billions of living creatures but also our planet, our Earth. Our home. i'm very indecisive person. look at me, i'm doubting myself again. what if this is our fate? what if the human race must die, so another one, a better one perhaps, could live? maybe we shouldn't fight it - it's nature, it's how things work. as neil tyson said: 'it is the destiny of stars to collapse', so maybe this is what we shall do at some point - collapse. ah, time travelling is