Realization

Emmanuel Gompel awoke from his deep slumber. His heartbeat was fast, there is a buzz from his brain, together there was panic spread throughout his body and fingertips. His eyes adjust to the newfound brightness.

Scanning his surroundings, he was in a room with green walls and black cabinets. Confused, he stared into the mirror intently. Emmanuel wasn't a male model but he could have been. The lush, ginger groomed hair with green eyes, narrow face with freckles.

[What the f*** is happening?]

[I look so young like when I was 13.]

Quickly he went across the room to look at the calendar, it was the 5th of June 2015.

[It was December 2039 from what I remember.]

[I was 13 years old at this time and living in London.

Happiness and confusion stuck his face. He started to dance across the room.

[Thank you, God, for this chance.]

All he had to do was avoid the car crash that put his mum in a coma and tore his ACL.

[If I remember correctly, my football trial with West Ham Utd is in 5 months, I better start training hard.]

[But before that, let's have Breakfast because I am starving.]

He went downstairs and saw a blond hair, ageing woman.

"Mum!!! ", Emmanuel belted out. He had not seen her walking for years, for so long he wished she woke up from a coma.

He ran into her arms and hugged her tight as possible. The woman thought about what had come over her son. But he did not care.