Let's take you into the painful yet happy ending story of Erica:-
Uncle came close, hugged me and asked, why? Erica? Why not me? I could have done it? I just hugged him back and whispered to him that it was time for a family reunion and his freedom as I had mine.
We heard sound, only 50 Seconds left. Everyone in the room panicked. Dad nervously asked what about the machine? To which I replied I got this dad. Mom asked what I meant by that. So, I went and took their place right before the time-machine.
I wanted the moment of me going to be fun and less painful. So, I tried to crack a joke but that didn't end well. I asked curiously, dad? How you are so young and mom you look as gorgeous as always. Dad with tears in his eyes answered me because we were stuck in the same time for long period, so our body didn't grow further and our mind was not able to release growth hormone.
Flashes of white bright light covered the room and there, I was frozen and captured by the time. It was nothing like frozen. As we know how powerful time is. It heals everything, changes almost everything. Well! I was stuck in a moment of my life where nothing healed and changed. My mind was sort of rewinding the memories of my birth. I could see my mom giving birth to me and I could see the pain she was going through and my dad by her side comforting Mom. I saw my mother's suffering and my father helpless. After few minutes, I was born. The happiness in the room was touching skies. My dad jumped with joy and sniff with relaxation while my mom was released of the pain, she saw me and burst into tears. Then, nurse put the baby that was me on my mom's chest. She looked at me like I was the precious thing she ever came across and had.
All of a sudden, the clock on the hospital wall ejected a sound like a roar; I looked up to it as it ticked anti-clockwise at high pace and after the coming of light, the moment ended. My mom was again suffering from the pain of birth. My dad trying to comfort her and then I was born. The time repeated itself. It was happening over and over again. I was trapped in this moment for how long God knows. Well! What sucked for me? I couldn't complain. It was my choice. I made this decision of being trapped in the same moment.
Will anybody be able to save me after all the tragedies and illogical decisions?
I didn't have any hope of being rescued.
(Oh! Wait, this is just the beginning of the story of Erica and really not the ending at least. Well! Let's see what actually happened, shall we? I welcome you to my story or maybe I can say my painful reality.)