My Future Self Novels & Stories

At that moment, I knew I had come back to the day I first received that call from my future self. The woman on the phone, who claimed to be me from ten years in the future, warned me not to say yes when Kieran asked for the car. At first, I did not believe it. Her number looked the same as mine, but I thought someone was only playing a prank on me. But then she said things about me that no one else knew. She named every secret I ever hid. Thus, I had no choice but to believe she really was the future me. She swore that Kieran would take my BMW and hand it over to the collectors to clear his debt.

the Gatekeeper said. "I want you to imagine the life that you want, the life that you dream of. What do you want for yourself? How do you want your future to look?" I closed my eyes, and I began to imagine my future. I saw myself living in a beautiful home, surrounded by people I loved. I saw myself doing work that I was passionate about, and I saw myself making a difference in the world. I saw myself happy, healthy, and content. And I realized that the future I wanted was within my reach.

"The past remains in my mind but is no longer my motivation. Do you understand?" She leans her head on my shoulder, maybe to avoid my gaze. "I think I finally understand it now. The past is still there, but it's never going to change. The future can, and that's what I'm looking forward to. The future with my own family. Not the past, where all I had was a broken one."

it says – she says – in a voice that's hauntingly familiar, "we fight. Together." The implications hit me like a physical blow. "You're... me?" I whisper, my mind reeling. The Weaver – my future self – nods, a sad smile playing at her lips. "In a sense. I am what you become in one possible future – the last survivor of a reality consumed by the Void. I've spent eons weaving the threads of fate, guiding events across countless timelines, all to prevent that future from coming to pass." The weight of this revelation threatens to crush me. I feel Xander's hand tighten around mine, anchoring me in the storm of emotions threatening to overwhelm me.

That is if they’re my closest friends or family. But the thing is. I’m not close with my cousins since my parents are only children. What a coincidence, I must say. “Well. You’ll never know what the future will bring you,” Joshua smiles at me then greets Micah and Wayne, who arrived. I can just say. My future is nothing but boring. I don’t even have a clear vision of what I want to do. That is what I wish to say out loud. I sighed out loud and continued to chew on my food. Which I, later on, realized eyes were staring at us.

The fall wouldn’t hurt as much because he was my safety net. ‘Your past matters, but so is your present. And Cassandra Hudson, you are doing okay. More than okay, to be honest. Your future self will be very proud of who you have become. You are making new memories. You are starting again. You did not allow yourself to remain stuck. Isn’t that important, too?’

"You're looking at me weird. Do I have something on my face?" I shook my head. My emotions were churning violently, but I forced them to stay in check. The moment she was out of earshot, I pulled a pen out of the bag and wrote something on a piece of paper. … Two hours later, everything I'd written was gone. I tried the other pen, only for it to end up showing the same thing. This wasn't something I had seen coming. I couldn't believe that Zoe had truly given me disappearing ink pens. That could only mean everything my future self said was true.

SHE INSPIRES ME TO CONQUER MY OWN DEMONS. For now we have tomorrow. But when she gets back we have our entire futures ahead of us.

"T-the time limit is near, so I'll do it now... I'll show you... the future you have to avoid." I now have a ship full of knowledge! Since my enhancement has been explained, using it won't be such a hassle! So I have a personal assistant in my head who can show me the memories of my future self and others... that's crazy overpowered! Now, what will she present me? "I've been waiting for this moment my entire life! You should've stayed put in your high chair, you fucking traitor!" "Rex... Don't do this... you're going to die from regret..."

My mother makes three million dollars a month overseas, yet my monthly allowance is only ten dollars. When my father confronts her about it, they nearly get a divorce. My brother, Peter Thorne, takes pity on me and secretly gives me some money. However, he is punished for his actions. Hence, every time I get so hungry that my stomach feels like it's digesting itself, sheer resentment wells in me toward my mother. I hate her for being so ruthless and cruel, for giving birth to me yet being unwilling to take care of me. And then, one day, I receive a video call from myself ten years into the future. I eagerly ask, "How is life for me ten years from now? Did I finally cut off all ties with