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FDTT

So there I was staring through the window of my old neighbors house and seeing them alive and well. Where am I? .....Wait I know where I am.....its a question of when. My neighbor’s kids are there too. But they moved out a long time ago and are much older. But here they are, teenagers. They were like a brother and sister to me. I’m seeing them now as I saw them when I was younger. They have to be about 16, 17 years old. I would be about 13 years old when they were that age. Then I heard the voice. The voice of my 13 year old self.........behind me. I turn to see my 13 year old self parking my old bike in the garage and heading inside the house. What is happening?.....

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Fallen Down Through Time

My name is Marty....You don't know me but I have one incredible story to tell.

A Story like no other......

It began one night, over my parents house my old childhood home. Standing out on the patio deck with my parents and brothers catching up waiting for dinner to be ready. It was six in the evening on a warm spring day. Wasn't too cold, wasn't too hot. It was just right. It seems the old neighborhood becomes more vacant every time I visit. The neighbors all around have either moved or passed on. Now just the homes still stand, slowly decaying over time. Its only been 2 years since I have last visited and a lot has changed so quickly. Dinner was finished, everyone goes inside but I quickly run to my car to get my phone. Just then as I cut across the yard I heard a thunderous noise as the ground below me began to shake. It was hard to stand still and keep balance. Then I felt the ground give way from under my feet and next thing I knew I was fallen through a pitch black hole. Once I was able to see light again, I was back in the backyard of my parents house. That's when I heard voices coming from the house next doors. Those voices, they were the neighbors voices. The ones that had passed away years ago............