1/11/2010 | Share this article:A Short Story by Neal Stone
I woke up one day to find myself living in the future. How I got there is a mystery.
I woke to find myself in a room surrounded by people. They all seemed real friendly and happy to see me and welcomed me to their world. We sat and chatted and they shared with me their beliefs and their ways. They seemed to feel I belonged.
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