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Sorry for not posting for a while school got in the way. But here I am with a story. I know I haven't done a story in a pretty long time. But I wrote this in school using 3 writing prompts. I made it a bit better and I hope you like it! Enjoy!!!
I walk home after a day of teaching a bunch of annoying human kids. Seriously, aliens are much easier to work with. My home isn’t what normally people on earth would call home. It’s the red planet you see in the solar system and for some reason they call it Mars.
Teaching isn’t my passion but what choice do I have? Humans are getting smarter every generation. I can’t let them get any smarter. It’s all in my hands to save my people.
I take a path that all my ancestors before me have taken to the elevator of strange places. I approach it as I do everyday. It looks like any normal broken elevator. Like it doesn’t look usable. But I put my finger on the broken up button and the doors open with a creek. I step in and the elevator closes leaving it pitch black. Huh. The light must’ve broken down. Not unusual. But before I could even check the lights the elevator stopped and opened. But it didn't open where it usually would. A hole appeared on the roof of it with a tiny whoosh. There was no other way out of this and my curiosity being a strong factor I clambered out.
I hit my head hard on what seemed like underneath someone's bed. I wiggle out from underneath and find myself looking at a gray empty boring room consisting of a sink and a bed. There were metal bars in the front to prevent getting out. It seemed like a prison cell. It was a prison cell. The elevator did take you to strange places I guess. Maybe it read my finger wrong.
So I turned back and crawled half under the bed to find the elevator gone. It was just a cement floor and a small strip of paper lying there. The paper read ‘Time machine has self destructed’.
Time machine? Now is the time I might’ve started panicking a bit. Where was I? I came out of a time machine under a bed? Did I time travel? But the elevator had no such factor to my knowledge. And if it did I’m pretty much doomed. I thought of how I would've ended up in a jail cell. Maybe I got caught in my job. Misleading human kids so they don’t inhabit mars or anything. But I mean not to brag I am pretty good at my job.
But that was the only explanation. I was in the future doomed and having disgraced my ancestors and my generations to come. This job was passed to a special generation as their responsibility, a special ritual. Only the best of the best get this and perfection is key. No mistakes. Or this is what will happen.
But to make the elevator a time machine someone needs to tinker with it a bit. Who would have done that? I don’t have any specific enemies. No one who knows about the elevator anyways. And why did the elevator or time machine self-destruct? Unless someone controlled it to do so. I sat on the bed hopeless. I need to see Mars again. They need me. I promised to myself that day, that I will get back no matter what.
5 years later, Earth no longer existed. Who messed with the elevator? We will never know. He wasn't the best of best without a reason.
It's not a part story but I like how the ending came out. Give feedback in the comments! This is totally not related to me, haha. Byee!
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