Trapped In The Past Novels & Stories

The date made his heart skip a beat. Nicholas's eyes widened in frustration as he stared at the calendar. He had been so close, yet so far. He had traveled back in time, but not far enough. Instead of arriving the day before Sarah proposed, he found himself the day after, reliving the painful memories he had tried to escape. "Why?" he exclaimed, slamming his fist on the desk. "Why did I end up here, of all days?" He felt like he was trapped in some kind of cruel joke, forced to relive the mistakes of his past. He thought of God, or fate, or whatever force had brought him here, and wondered if they were playing a twisted game with him.

She tried to steady her breath, but the vivid memories of that awful day from her past overpowered the present. She was transported back to a time when the fabric of her reality unraveled. The details of the past incident blurred with the present, each moment entangled with the other. The emotional weight of that traumatic event, the sense of powerlessness, and the irrevocable change it had wrought upon her life surged to the forefront.

“Take it. You’ll catch a cold.” “Why do you care?” He fell silent for a moment. “I know you hate me.” “I don’t hate you.” I said, “I just think I wasted five years on someone who wasn’t worth it.” “Those five years—” I cut him off. “I worked sixteen-hour days during those five years in the middle of nowhere. My periods stopped for months at a time. My hair was falling out in handfuls. I endured all of it because I kept telling myself that I would finally marry you when I came back.”

Besides, it was new and expensive and I couldn’t waste something I didn’t spend my money on. I must have offended someone in my past life because the things currently happening in my life couldn’t be ordinary. So many bad things couldn’t happen to one person in the span of two weeks. I refused to believe it. It was either the world was against me or I offended someone and they were getting back at me. I looked around and found somewhere to sit for a while before thinking of what to do next. I couldn’t even start trekking out because my knee hurt badly. I had brought my charger with me but it was in my bag that just got stolen. It seemed like everything was going wrong in my life these days.

said the man. Anna froze. At once instantly, Her heart was beating very fast. She knew very well who the man who had just introduced himself. The memory spun around and brought it back to what happened ten years ago. • ° • ° • ° • ° • "Marvin is still in the dressing room." "Shhh ..." "Where's the Marvin?" "You know ... so long, just go to the toilet." "Maybe run away again." "Wk ... wk ... yes times." "He seems to be thinking again about marrying the goliath."

Her mind felt jammed. Damn… why am I like this? She leaned back on the edge of the bed, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling of the tiny room. Memories from the past danced in her mind—reflected clearly on the ceiling as if it were only yesterday. When she was still a reporter at a prestigious TV station owned by one of the nation’s top conglomerates. That event was long ago, but it would never be erased from Kylie’s memory. Because of her own greed and recklessness, she had lost everything.

I think I'm starting to fall in love with you. Without Kenzo and Khanza noticing, someone was watching from behind the wall beside the open door. He — Keanu, was observing Kenzo and Khanza while clenching his fists. His jaw tightened and the next second, Keanu closed his eyes. Beside him, Ven's transparent figure looked just as frustrated. Keanu had heard everything from Ven. All the things that happened to Khanza and their connection with what happened two hundred years ago. “Keanu, I really can't see big sister Khanza and big brother Kenzo like this. I won't be able to see history repeating itself. Because I remember all my life in the past. This is too much, Keanu. Can't they be happy?"

"Look, it's not you; it's me. I found out I have major trust issues. Very major trust issues that I didn't know about until Dorothy pointed it out. You see, a lot of things happened in my past, and it... it scarred me deeply. I... I... can't get into the details of what happened, but I was hurt really bad. Really, really bad. Every moment felt like... pure torture." A shaky breath escaped my lips, and I blinked back the tears that had begun to pool in my eyes. I hated thinking about my past and talking about it was, even though not the whole story, was way worse. It was like the chains that bound me before were creeping in, curling around me like a snakes and trapping me all over again.

He knew he had to hurry and find out something valuable regarding what was happening to him before he was summoned back to the classroom. Panic gripped Ara when it struck him that he knew the way to establish the connection between his present back in 2016 and his future in 2038 but he was still in the dark about how to project himself back to 2016 because at the soccer field it was his coach who had somehow brought him out of his trance before the hostile men with the pistols could pull the triggers of their weapons. Currently he could tell he has spent more time in his future than the first time he had traveled to 2038.

That day keeps repeating for me. I’m stuck. I’m still living in the past. I can’t move on. I can’t live well. I can’t do what you asked of me. Every day, I live in pain. It hurts. Yet like a fool, I still listen to this message. I’m still holding on to something that’s already gone. (End) …