The Machine

by Edip Kucuk (Turkey)

Making a local connection Turkey

It was just two days ago when I woke up and the whole of life was changed. How could it be true, real? I was in 1950 and I couldn't recognize what was going on. I was walking around. Everything was so different. People were wearing old fashion things. At the end of the street, I saw a boy. I approached him. My clothes were so different for him I asked his name. Ali, he said. Surname? . He didn't reply. Because there was nothing like surname at that time. When riding a bicycle together. And we arrived at his home. But how could I was going to explain that I was coming from the future? And I even didn't know how I came. We entered home. They welcomed me sincerely but surprised face. My accent my clothes were not normal. But they didn't ask so many questions. I told I was staying at the dorm and I was an orphan. And I said I have two days. His dad told me that if you want you can stay here weekend and spend the holiday with Ali. We played games till slepp and told each other our life stories. When we woke up we were at different place. It was not last when we checked around. It was future. We had seen some boys who were flying at personal air crafts. They had extraordinary technological devices. But when we walk a bit we saw someone watching us on screen. They were us. Me and Ali. It was so complicated. They were controlling us. But they were us. But why? We couldn't contact them. Even a word. We walked around there. On whole screens, places there were our videos photos. Were we chosen ones? I took photo of whole things. We suddenly disappeared .i back to normal time. I checked my phone for photos. They were there. Why future me sent me back. I saw a machine on my desk. It was time machine. It was written that you invented it in your future and you wish to have it your young time. Now you can travel in your machine..