Like lightning, inspiration strikes, leaving only the charred and sizzling remains in its wake. In this case those remains would be my brain, so this preface may be a bit weird. Please do me a favor and read it through all the way and leave your opinions in the comments or reply section below. It would be a huge help and I apologize for any emotional trauma you may suffer afterwards. If by some bizarre miracle you enjoy it and wish to find out how the story continues (Hint: in our present time) just let me know.
By the way, I wrote this when I was 12 and found it by going through my old stories so the whole thing is weird.