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EARTH DAY: CHAPTER 1- GHOSTS OF BACKYARD

 

Tom usually played with his ball on the terrace of his ancestral house in Brooklyn. The ball was the only friend he had. Who befriends a science geek obviously, when others are busy doing useless things and out Tom is busy in spilling theory of relativity at 7. Tom was a bit moody because of this. No friends, no purpose, that age is tough according to several 7-year-olds. 

It was Autumn of 2022 when our little Tom was playing on the terrace with his ball. All this while, playing he was thinking about the scolding he got from his father in the morning. In the evenings he used to do this. He bounced the ball so hard against the floor that it bounced so high against human expectations which do not want their ball to leave their place. Yes, the ball fell off the terrace in the backyard. Tom's small face filled with disgust and regret, that he has to now go downstairs and look for the ball and get it back. All this hard work from a tiny 7-year-old was tiresome. So, he decided to climb up the wall and peep in the backyard where the ball fell off. 

Tom climbs the wall and starts to peep. When to his surprise he sees three unusual men standing in the backyard staring at him. Tom panicked climbs down. Doubt and a fear-filled in Tom's eyes. A sudden stream of thought, "What did I just saw!". And he decides to look again. But this time no one. They vanished in a second. Strange! isn't it. That's magic for a normal 7-year-old. But for Tom. It was neither magic nor a coincidence. What could that possibly be? Three unusual men staring at him and then they get vanished.

Tom couldn't sleep that night. Neither he was willing to share anything with his mom and dad. He knew that if he tells them, they would definitely think it to be his delusions. But it was not. You know how it feels for a 7-year-old when he sees something strange out of existence. That's something which people usually do not encounter. 

For days Tom started his hypothesis. He used to go upstairs and look from the terrace in the backyard but didn't see any men in there. He used to loiter around in the backyard expecting that someday someone will come and just show up and tell him that they weren't ghosts. Yes, for him they were. One rainy night, Tom was determined to the peak. He decided to go to the backyard and look even more clearly. 

Tom goes outside in the backyard in rain going on when he finds nothing but the same old backyard with heavy rain going on. While going back he stumbled upon a toy that usually was never there. It was a toy horse made out of plastic with its manufacture's mark- The Wilsons. Wilsons was just a startup company that could not yet produce such finely made toys. This was a bit of confusion for Tom. Tom hid the toy in his pocket and came back to his room. 

He took the toy out, holding it in his arms, put himself in bed taking a quilt over himself. Firmly determined to himself he said, "I would go back in time and find out who were those ghosts." Our 7 year old finally got his purpose. 


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