9996 I open my eyes. It looks like I am in the medieval age. I can see a humongous castle in the distance. There is a long dusty road leading to it. I am in a small town center with a market place. I walk around looking at the jewelry and staring at the clothes. I have been wearing the same plain black t-shirt with black pants for my whole #life so a few hundred years. People walk straight few me. I still want to shout at them even if I can’t blame them. They can’t see me so its not there fault. The only time I am solid to them is when they are dead. I start walking down the path. I follow the knights on horses. They are wearing long red capes that have a golden symbol on them. I think that today I am in Camelot. It has been a while since I have been here. I start running up the path to see who is ruling. Most of the time I try to find out what important people are doing. Sometimes I end up at a school. When I do, I search around for a history lesson. Most of the time I have seen the person/place they are learning about. Its interesting if I haven’t seen them because I know what it is when I wake up in that time period. Even though I have waken up to a different time period, I still haven’t seen Columbus arrive to the new world. I have been on the ships though. The castle is coming closer. I can see knights training in the arena. I see King Arthur and Queen Guinevere chatting. They look extremely worried about something. He looked like he is in his twenties. I get closer. “...The rebels are trying to attack again,” King Arthur says. I have already been here. I walk away, knowing what will happen next. I have seen the Knights of Camelot killing all the rebels, a few months after this. I walk down where a young girl is crying next to a dead body. It looked like a young boy, about my age. I think its the young girls brother. He seemed to have been ripped to shreds by something. I want to reach out a console the little girl but I know my hand will just go straight through her. Its annoying when something is happening and I know how to stop it but I can’t do anything. Sometimes I just want to scream. Sometimes I do. When I am watching people making stupid mistakes that cause them or others to die. When someone is sick with an illness that a cure will be discovered soon after they die. When I wake up to a new place and time period everyday, I have come to learn that many things can occur in one day, for the good or bad. I sit down in a flower bed and think to myself. The flowers tickle inside me. They only time I can see through myself is when something is in me that isn’t supposed to be there, for example, flowers. One of my best experiences was when I got to go in the rocket with Armstrong. I also got to walk on the moon. Most things don’t affect me but gravity does. I felt the feeling of joy and proudness that Armstrong felt. I heard him say the very words, “One small step for a man, a huge leap for mankind.” I felt like he was talking to me. I take small steps everyday and if people could hear me, it would be a huge leap for mankind. I see people walking together, couples holding hands and friends laughing. I feel a drop in my stomach. The only person I speak to is myself. Nobody will remember me. No one will cry at my grave. When I die, if I die no one will know my name. There won’t be any evidence that I have even stepped foot on Earth. I follow a young maid in to the castle. She is speaking to someone in english. English is my prime language but I can understand some of other languages. She is climbing up the stairs to the servants quarter. They seem to be having a break. They are all laughing and drinking. Smiling cheerfully at each other. I can’t take anymore of it. I curl up in a corner and block my ears. I mark another day on my paper. Slowly I fall into a deep sleep.