Back in time
Hello there luv~! My name is Oliver Kirkland. It very nice of you to visit me at this hour. Most of the people here don't even give me a passing glance. Oh, you have some questions for me? How about a cupcake over it? Oh, you just want the interview. OK~! So you want to know one of the reasons why I live here? Well I've murdered a few of my playmates in the past. But the others don't know that yet, I'm going to tell them later when they try one of my delicious cupcakes. But they put me in here because I want to time travel. Unreasonable, I know but you haven't heard the full story yet. If I could go back in time, I would. Though most would think it would be out of selfish reasons, I have a better reason than most. You see I don't really belong in this time period. I was warped here and though I love this time with your technology and stores, there is too much war. I come from a time when there was only a fight when there had to be one, when mankind would live in harmony...most of the time, tehehe~. But all I hear on the television is war this and shooting that. I'm sick of it! I want to go home to my family. I want to see my baby Brother again; I want to relax for three minutes without worrying about a bomb falling on me. It is an OK place but I think if I went back in time things would change for the better. Maybe war would be non-existent and maybe the people here would be more in tune with the world instead of hiding in there houses. Obesity would be a thing of the past, children would play outside, and people would be much happier. I wish I could go back to my place in the world. I could be the reason why there are so many wars and so many hateful people. The moment everyone during this time set down their weapons and makes a time machine, I'm going to be the first to go in it. But I will tell them to destroy it as soon as I go through. If anyone goes back in time where they don't belong then they will screw up what I want to fix. If only people could understand that fighting is never the answer. Where I come from we fight for self defense and for if we are forced into fighting. This is usually for only a short period. The people where I live are nice but they say the weirdest things. They say that I am from this time and there are papers that say I am from this time. I know that they're fake. But for now I'll live like the other humans in this time in the white padded cell with the funny neighbors all around me. They say things like "the voices! I was framed! "Mama? Is that you? Are you coming to take me home again?" but I've always wondered if people live in different cells. I wonder what color their cells are. I think blue...like the ocean. I will get back home one day...I will make it so people live in nice houses and they can have cells that are their favorite color...someday soon...So, do you have the information that you needed? Good~! ...wait...why do you need this information? None of the others have asked me that before...tell me...TELL ME! ...sorry I yelled luv...I think I just need to be alone for a bit. Goodbye~! ...for now~