File 47 (standard:science fiction, 1457 words)
Author: darkcity	Added: Apr 01 2003	Views/Reads: 3604/2295	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
A man comes to grips with the reality in which he lives.

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mean having lived different lives controlled by a higher power?” “For 
example, you said you have family in Buxton right, how long has it been 
since you've seen them, I bet you haven't seen them since you can 
remember,” said Eric. “Well, it has been awhile, but...” Eric 
interrupts, “exactly.” “It's the strangest thing because I have never 
looked at things this way, before the lightning accident. Continuing 
with your family, the reason that you haven't seen your family for 
quite some time is because if you or anyone else tries to leave the 
town there is something that keeps everyone from leaving. As if we are 
being controlled and being locked up in this cage where we can't leave 
a specific boundary and are being watched every second. Someone keeps 
us from leaving and messing up the system. Like a tornado, lightning 
storm, or another weather occurrence would take place to keep everyone 
from something that we shouldn't know about.” All of a sudden all of 
Eric's thoughts finally made sense and his accident did happen for a 
reason, his memories aren't just dreams, but have actually occurred and 
there is something very important about the telephone pole that someone 
doesn't want him or anyone to know about. As if the pole has 
significance.  Eric immediately jumped from the table without any 
explanation and ran off headed toward the telephone lines. 

Eric approached the telephone pole and looked upon his fate knowing
there is something very significant about the telephone pole. Without a 
pause he began to scale the pole, in hope to find out the importance of 
the pole. Half way up the pole the clear blue sky that once was quickly 
formed into a thunderous storm. Eric then knew he had discovered 
something about the telephone line, where his theories on being watched 
and controlled were true. Then the lightning began to strike the 
cornfields and the telephone line. Missing Eric only by a couple feet  
and before Eric could complete what he set out to do, the lightning 
struck Eric, and he fell from the pole to the asphalt, but this time 
his life was taken. 

High in the clouds above, hiding from the people they created and are
the ones behind the experiment, are alien life forms with oval faced 
heads and lengthy, twig like bodies who have created most of  earth, 
towns, people, and the memories the people hold in their brain. Inside 
the UFO two aliens no longer in panic from having their experiment 
ruined, talk about their plans on what to do next. “We were very lucky 
today, that our audio and communication with planet earth wasn't 
destroyed. I want the identity of creation E-R-I-C C-O-L-L-I-N-S to be 
erased from our files and never to be used for any of the other files, 
just like creation J-O-H-N C-O-L-L-I-N-S,” replied the alien. “Would 
you like to destroy everything we created on file forty-seven?” replied 
the other alien. “No. I would like to make some modifications on file 
forty- seven so we can continue to finish the construction of planet 
earth.” The other alien complies with the request and takes file 
forty-seven to the main computer system to modify the file. Off to the 
right of the aliens, a diagram of the unfinished planet lies on the 
table, three fourths of the way completed. With the final modification 
being the construction of the east coast of the United States. 


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