Novel & Cerita Future News My Phone Mutated

My future self, her face streaked with tears, was wearing a prison uniform. "This is my only chance to contact you. I beg you, leave Michele. No matter what, you must escape that place." I didn't know what exactly would happen five years from now. But seeing that face, identical to mine and etched with torment, I answered inwardly without a moment's hesitation, "Alright, I promise you." Gathering my thoughts, I picked up my phone and dialed a number. "Don Cosimo, this is Emilia Amato. May I ask if I can still join that cross-border humanitarian aid project you asked me about before?"

I used the dirty table towel, and I cleaned my hands with them; I made it sure, it was dry enough not to wet my phone by the way still suffers from Muna, bitchy attitude the day she throw away my phone to the ground, I was still unable the get it to work that day. When my mom saw my phone, she questioned me about it; and as much as I will love to tell her that; Muna, the girl that hates me, tossed my phone to the ground,I couldn't help but lie; I told an untruth story, that I was the one who accidentally hit my phone to the ground, and it now looks like, it fell from the top of a tall building. Candy passed my phone to me; I look confused and disturbed; and as I put down my eyes to see who h

And why had I allowed myself to become this angry about it? My guard sat in the front passenger seat, focusing on the road then his phone suddenly vibrated. He glanced at the screen and his expression changed. "Alpha..." "What?" He turned slightly. "There is breaking news” he said. I frowned then he looked at his phone again. "It's about Alpha Daniel” he said. My entire body went still. "Give me that” I ordered. He immediately handed me the phone and I looked at the screen. A live news broadcast was playing, the headline flashed across the top.

He seems to be the only one who understands that I am confused as hell. I look at him. What was he even doing here? Whatever happened must be huge for everyone to be here at this time of night. I reach for my phone. I don't even need to search for trending topics. They are already displayed across my notifications bar. My eyes move across the first headline. Then the second. Then another. My entire body goes cold. "Oh my God." My phone slips from my hand. It hits the floor with a loud crack, but I barely hear it.

The day before my wedding, my friend sent me a link to a viral web app called 'A Conversation with Your Future Self.' Looking at my fiancee, Wilma Lambert, still asleep beside me, I decided to give it a try and sent a message. [Future me, I'm marrying the woman I've loved for seven years tomorrow. I'll definitely be happy after we get married, right?] The screen flickered, and a reply came almost instantly. [No. That's because your wife has already cheated on you. On your wedding night, she'll spend it with your best friend, Hank Gilbert.] The smile on my face vanished instantly. I frowned and instinctively argued back. [How is that possible? Apart from my parents, Wilma and Hank are t

He reached for his phone, his thumb hovering over a command. "Don't bother," the Old Man said. "Look at the screen." A massive TV on the wall flickered to life. It showed a live news feed, but the headline wasn't about the Lu scandal. It was about a massive cyber-attack that had allegedly corrupted the legal databases of the city.

I would wreck the card with my newfound shopaholic skills. "Go ahead, the card has no limit, baby. But, what do you want?" He says, smiling as he wraps his arms around me "A phone, give me your phone. I need to see something. The news had hit everywhere by now, I am sure there would be multiple reactions to it on the internet as well. "Okay," He says, handing his black phone to me without question. I opened the phone to see a wallpaper of long, brown hair on it. Is that my hair?

I was now craving for more . As I leaned my face to her cheek , my phone vibrated with a message . I checked it . "Back off .You will not like the consequences". The message was from Musa . BACK OFF? LIKE I WILL LISTEN.. I didn't respond . I just focused on my girl . My phone vibrated again . "Check your car which is standing outside ",The message from Musa popped up on my screen . I saw down and found my car was destroyed completely . What the hell ?

Maybe it has to do with the weather today , but I feel like I can conquer anything that comes my way. Just then I hear my phone peep notifying me that a w******p message has come through. I find it weird as I do not get a lot of messages , so I take hold of my phone and unlock it. I scroll down my notification panel to see a unsaved number has messaged me a photo. I feel my face make a confused expression as I click on it.

I scroll over the received messages and I see an unknown number and I tap on it before I can help it. Hide for as long as you want, just be ready when I come calling gatita. Sent 12:03 pm 18th January I swallow hard before dropping my phone down. Fuck me!