My favorite attempt at time-travel was my first. I was sitting in bed writing in my journal about how cool it would be to time-travel to a time when we can live on other planets. All of a sudden I was in the 41st Century, sitting in an apartment. I thought, "OK, so I must still be on earth, just somewhere else in time." I couldn't have been more wrong. I looked out my window and I saw fish swimming by -- at least, I thought they were fish, but they didn't look like any I had ever seen. So I decided to explore. I walked around until I found somebody and I asked them where I was and what year it was, just to be sure. Their reply: "Planet 51, year 4011, of course." Oh yeah, like that was totally obvious. I then realized I was still holding my journal. That gave me an amazing, wonderful, crazy idea. My journal was a time-travel device. Well, there was only to make sure. I wrote the year 2011 in my journal and suddenly I was back in my room, sitting on my bed. Oh, yeah! Now I can do whatever I want. Time better watch out, because here I come.
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