I woke up early this morning, it wasn't a school day so I thought I would sleep in, but at the same time, I wanted to have more time for my interests, like drawing. I got up and noticed that a small, golden ring had appeared on my nightstand, when I picked it up it almost seemed to grow to fit my finger, though I attributed this phenomenon to me still being sleepy. I put the ring in my pocket and then go to grab some breakfast.

I live in a small-ish house in the town of Zumbrota, the house is modestly sized, enough for a family of three, though it's only me living here. I go to the kitchen and look for something to eat, after a while, I decide on over-easy eggs. After cooking them I sit down on the couch and watch some youtube videos.

After eating, I decide to try on the ring I had inexplicably found on my nightstand. Somewhat expectedly, it fits perfectly on my finger, I then look at it under natural lighting coming through my window. As I admire the ring, I accidentally bump my glass off the tray. As it crashes to the ground I yell "NO!". As I yell that, the glass stops moving in the air, perplexed, I crouch down to the glass, It was about to hit the floor, but then just stopped.

I grab the glass and then think, 'Go', and the glass seems to have regained its gravity, I can tell, as my hand is slightly jerked downward as if I had caught the glass. Thinking with my smart brain, I concluded that I had stopped time for the glass and it stopped moving, I then imagine that I'm traveling back in time. When I open my eyes again, I find myself in the time I imagined. I was in the early 1900s, right as WW2 began. I then imagined myself further back in time and found myself in the Americas, before Cortez and Columbus. I then thought of something and imagined myself somewhere not earth. I close my eyes, and when I open them, I see that I'm no longer on Earth.