When the Past and the Present MergeBy Sania S  |   Submitted On November 10, 2015

   

Why she was living? Vanessa considered this question for an umpteenth time. She had failed the most important test of her life. How can she be allowed to live? She cried endlessly. Her mom could not resist coming to her room to give her some space, and she come in, any way. She just patted her back lightly, But Vanessa shoved her off, and shouted at her, '"Get away mom! I can't even get some personal space when I want to be alone? You don't know what that test was worth! It was my long dreamt career, Mom! Just... just... I don't want to see your face for a week at least, Mom!"

As soon as her mom left the room without saying anything, she saw a shooting star from her window. She closed her eyes, and lying on her bed, she prayed: ''Please!Please! Reverse the time so I that I can pass the test! Do anything, anything, to me make me take that test just one more time, please!

Loud words echoed inside her head, but even then she couldn't open her eyes. They were:

When the need to get your loved ones becomes an urge.

That's when the past and the present merge.

Vanessa's head was barely working when she opened her eyes again.

It was day time, Suddenly. But it was just night a moment ago! How can this. . . ? When she turned her head to look around, she saw someone lying in her bed with her, wearing her night pajamas. ''Was that an invader?''She thought. But why would an invader put on her pajamas and sleep with her? ''It is a strange world anything can

happen!'' She thought. She got up from her bed quietly and went around to it to see the face of the invader. O'My God! It was she herself. She rocked back in surprise, and then her eyes were on the calendar on the wall. It said, 25 March, but it was 1 April just then.

It was impossible. Anything related to time traveling was totally impossible. She found her cell phone and computer that showed the same date, too.

She felt dizzy. All her wishes had come true. She couldn't believe it She was about to go crazy with happiness. It was then when she remembered something happening just like that in Harry potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban. Hermoine... something had a time turner clock in it. If Harry could hide from his own past-self, she should, too. On her way out, She knew that she'll not be able to get back home for about another week, so, she took some money with her. She entered her mom's room and took the money. Carefully, she exited her house, and road on a bus to a cheap hotel where she could spend her nights. She paid the fare, and rode a bus to an internet cafe. She couldn't find anything on the related subject.

A day went by just like that. There were now five days remaining to the test, and she hadn't still let her past-self know anything about it. How could she ever tell her, was a question she couldn't answer. She rode to her house that day. Sitting on a bench across the road, It felt some other world. She saw her mom get ready for work. She was missing her more just like that another day passed and the next day, too.

There were only four days to go now. She hadn't done anything. But she missed her mom so much after her father died. Her mom was the only family she left with. There were only three days left when she just couldn't stop herself form seeing across the road she entered the code on the lock, and entered her mom's room. She was not afraid of being caught;she just wanted to see her. She kissed her mom lightly on the forehead and returned.

When only two days were left to go, an idea finally landed in her mind which was worth flowing. She went to the internet cafe, and typed a letter. She printed it out and left it at her door. She wrote her name on the envelop in her hand writing as different as possible as her own.

The entire day after that, She cried regretting why had she wished her mom away?At one point, she thought that her heart couldn't bear the pain any longer.

Only one day to go now. ''Easy! She just had to remain hidden until that time. . . Its easy"', She kept comforting herself by saying these words.

Finally, the test day came, and of course, she passed also. She saw it on the internet but does it really matter to her now? She went back to sit again on the bench. The time was drawing nearer. At exact 10pm, she closed her eyes and hoped that she will reopen them in her own bed. But nothing happened! Her heart rate accelerated. She tried not to look on the back on the dark side of the situation now, and tried to take deep breaths in order to relax. Yes. It might not be exact 10pm, when she would have made her wish. She should try it one more time...

No matter how many time she tried nothing happened. ''But... But... Hermoine said... '', she thought, and dismissed this thought as soon as it entered her mind of course, Harry Potter is a lame story. Why did she believe it? She cried angrily, now, She allowed herself to look at the negative: If time did not turn around, It would never, and she will never be able to see her mom... ''Was this test really important to me? More important than my mom? It the test really worth that? Why had I ever made that wish?'' Tears filled up her eyes and she kept brushing them away.

Suddenly, she tripped over something and fell down. When she opened her eyes she was lying on her bed. She saw the date on the calendar. It was 1 April. It was night, her pillow was wet, probably from her tears and door was still swinging since the time her mom left her room. She hurried down ecstatically and hugged her mom tightly. Vanessa had understood the meaning of those words and, and she said to her mom, ''No test is ever worth losing you!''

But darling just now, you were so sad what's gotten into you?Her mom replied.

''I just woke up, from a night mare, mom. It was the weirdest kind. I've got to be harry potter at least '', Vanessa said and smiled afterwards when her mom said ''Is Harry Potter the bad guy?''

I wrote this story after watching Harry potter and The Prisoner of Azkaban. I got the idea of this story when they used to turned the time back by clicking on the watch. That was the point that clicked my mind and I wrote this story.

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