When I regained controlled consciousness, I was riding a bicycle on a flattened down grass path in a field. There were many people around me traveling on foot, some on bicycle as well. We can to a forked path in the field. The grass had grown taller and I could not see where the paths led to. Only a green sign stood aside the right path and read Fort Worth. I remembered that I had lived there before, and it might as well be home. A middle aged man in a light brown suit with white whiskery hair smiled and wished me good luck.
As I arrived in town on my bicycle, everything seemed very strange. People were dressed differently and there were fewer buildings around. I parked my bike at a high school and decided to go inside and inquire about the town. As I entered, kids were changing classes and bustling about the hallways. I recognized a few faces but they were all very young versions of what I remembered to be familiar. A homecoming banner was hanging in the hallway that read 'HOMECOMING 1949'.
My younger brother Gabriel emerged from a classroom and was shocked to see me. I told him what happened and we rushed out of the school. He had an apartment that was much more modern than the rest of the town. He said not to talk to anyone for they would never believe that I was from the future.