Suddenly, Amy felt angry. Angry about her past dereasonable self. Furious, she ripped the picture. But as she felt the small pieces falling from her feable fingers, Amy heard a noise coming from nowhere. A noise so high-pitched it made her head hurt. The pain was so intense she finally lost her consciousness.
...
"Amy"
Then she heard a voice. A familiar male voice.
"Amy ? Are you okay ?!"
She opened her eyes to see Sean. But he wasn't the hairless chubby guy she saw the last month. He was more the young brown-haired man she knew at the university.
"S... Sean ?!" she exclaimed.
- You freaked me out ! I just took the picture when you suddenly collapsed !"
Amy looked around her. She was in a room she knew back then. Her ex-boyfriend's room. Except it was decorated like in the 80's. Amy suddenly realized she was almost naked. She recognized the scene.
"The day we took this picture, she whispered"
Remembering where the bathroom was, she run into it to discovered her reflection.
"Oh my !" Amy exclaimed as she discovered she was 22 again. "Impossible ! I must be dreaming"
Amy threw herself some water. The cold sensation felt so real.
"If I am not dreaming then... I am... in the past... A past... I can change !"
Could she make it ?
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