First let me start of by saying this. All my life I felt.... Out of place, as if whati thought i knew and what was reality were two different things. It was always little things at first, stuff that could've been misconstrued as a simple human screw up.. Misplaced items, Thing i thought i got at the store but getting home to realize i didnt get everything i needed. That was all fine and dandy, But then it started to become bigger and bigger. Like rent checks not showing up, Jobs getting done then coming to find out I didnt even start yet, To say the least i was going crazy. Let me walk you through it the best way i can..

If three months ago someone had told me the whole "parallel universe" thing was true I would've laughed to their face. I would've done everything in my power to deny you and throw all the facts i could to try and disprove that theory. But the simple truth is this, There's some things in this life we just can't explain. Forces of nature our feeble minds are just not even able to begin to comprehend. This is my story. My name is Nate Kistler, And before today I was nothing more than your average joe. Working in a lumber yard during the week and doing electrical work on the side. Nothing too special. Usually my jobs consist of me sitting in a forklift trying not to blow my brains out from the boredom. For the most part it isn't exciting, But today was different. I was getting ready to wrap up my shift, It was the last block of wood that i needed to take over to the saw area for cutting, Then my day was done. But i was approached by a young man I've never seen before, He was sharply dressed and even though his face was that of someone who couldn't have been older than 20, Had a voice that you would only hear in the movie trailers, Deep, almost piercing, Like every word spoken struck into you like a hot knife through butter. It was captivating to say the least. He proceeded to tell me about his theory. He's told me he's met me a thousand times, And with all the times he's spent travelling universe after universe, He said our interaction was always the same. I was the only constant. He told me how this would play out. He said "After our introduction, you're going to call me crazy, You're going to laugh for a second, But then I'm going to tell you how to prove my truth. In exactly one minute your boss is going to come over and congratulate you on all the hard work you've put in for him these last few years, Then the mood will switch, Hell get this look of regret on his face. He is then going to say your services are no longer neede-...." I cut him off, Our town was always known for our base heads so I quickly wrote him off as being one, even though he was sharply dressed and didnt look the part of a crack head. Before i could get another word out he just let one sentence slip from his almost closed lips, Almost as if he was annoyed with me.. All that came out was a, for some reason, hear wrenching "You'll see" Just as I was trying to get away from the psycho path before he skins me and wears my head as a hat, My boss called me over. I laughed at first thinking it was just a coincidence. But once i got to him I could see his demeanor, By that point i was getting a little worried but decided i would just let it play out. My boss thanked me, shook my hand, But then told me that some company bought ours out and was going to replace the whole yard, New managers, New workers, Just new. He couldn't finish a statement without sprinkling an "I'm sorry" in between every other word. But nothing he could say would've helped, I walked away. Confused, angry, and jobless.. I still had my weekend electrician job to look forward to so i wasn't completely out of work but i relied on the lumber yard for a big chunk of my income. So I killed off the rest of my week in a blur of liquor and bad decisions until work Saturday morning. When Saturday rolled around, I reluctantly got out of bed, Downed a half a bottle of Ibuprofen to try and fight the hangover that I was dealing with for a few days now. I knew something about today was going to be different, But i couldn't explain why. I finally stumbled into work, But instead of being greeted by the man who usually gives me my assignment was no where to be found. Instead i was greeted by a newly familiar face. Well voice i should say. This time he was looking different, instead of being a sharply dressed Italian looking man, This time he appeared to be a scruffy, worker type black man. But his voice. Its one that i could never forget. It pierced its way into my subconscious. With 3 simple words he caught my full attention/ "Ready... To.... Talk?" For the life of me i cant explain why when he spoke this time it filled my spine with sheer terror. I was ready. He proceeded to explain what he tried to tell me the week before. He told me I was a, for lack of a better term, a glitch in the universe. I was a constant, My thoughts and actions were linear with each other, universe after universe he would travel and every time i would be found in the same spot as the last. Same clothes, Same actions, Just same. This, I don't even want to call him a man, This... mirage, This thing seemed to know my whole life, as if he lived it before I got around to my own body. He told me about the time I was, Or i thought i was, alone and I stole my moms money and proceeded to frame a break in.. To this day only i knew about that.. After id say about 20 minutes of him telling me about things I thought only I knew, I gotta say, I was convinced. There was no explanation. Of course by now i was intrigued, Out of sheer curiosity, and fear, I asked him how he knew all this. Thats when I got a rude awakening. "I travel from universe to universe fixing problems.. You see sometimes, Without your knowledge, You will be go through this trans, It seems random to us still, But theres a reason it does, The universe constantly battles itself, and when an anomaly gets irradiated, Theres got to be a balance. Every action has a cause and effect. So the universe does what i like to call a reboot, It takes the now unknown and breaks down its molecules, and transfers them from one universe to another. Its a balancing act, Nothing more, Nothing less. But you.. You're tricky.. You seem to be an unknown anomaly in all universes. There is no response to your existence. To put it in simple terms, Youre not supposed to be here. Whatever you are, Its not of this multiverse." Confused, I asked what that meant. I was terrified and his response wasn't what i was hoping for. It was simple, Once again three words slithered between his pierced lips like a snake through a thick grass, "I'm not sure..." After a long pause he looked at me almost giddy, "I have a plan, But its not the best..." Another long pause, You could tell he was lost in his own thought, He then started speaking again, As if the words had broken his own train of thought. "Now you do know what i mean when i say multiverse right?" I replied with a scared but also curious yes. "Then you should know that that means there is a world, specifically for any outcome you can think of, I've seen Hitler destroy the world, I've seen what would've happened if MLK lived, I've seen just about every outcome there could possibly be but you, Youre always the same. Because if this im starting to think theres only one world you could be in. But due to its complexity, Im not able to get to. Its almost a paradox. Like i said, EVERY POSSIBLE OUTCOME" The emphasis on that pointed me to think he thought i knew where he was going with it. "Fuck, Its risky and its a long shot. But in order to truly fulfill your purpose, It may be the only shot" I was starting to get annoyed at the fact he knew where he was going with it, And almost expected me to be on the same page as him. I damn near snapped "Where are you going with this?!" "So if there is a universe with every possible outcome, Then there is one universe unlike all the others. Staying just out of reach from me. There has got to be the one true UNIverse. The one that stays out of the reach of other multiverses due to the fact that in that universe, The multiverse theory isnt the truth. Picture a line, Now take that line and take it on for infinity, Now break off a little chunk, and move it over to the side, It is still apart of the line, Just broken off a tucked off to the side. I know it dosent make sense to you, It barely makes sense to me. But that, The true universe, must be where you belong, But since its out of reach of us, and the multiverse, You cant be factored in to where you're supposed to be." I can tell he was thinking out loud so i didnt bother him, to be honest, the more he spoke the more i trusted him. The more he explained to me what his theory on me is, The more my life made sense. Conflicted, Confused and frusterated i finally asked the question that would change my life forever... "What do we do?" I could tell he was on my side now, But i also couldnt shake the feeling that he knew more, There was more to my story then what he told me. "For right now, Im going to do what ive been doing for you this whole time, Im going to stay with you and transfer you to whatever universe that you fit in most for that point in time. We are going to get you where you belong."

Let me know if you want a part 2, Im a horrible writer so i do apologize for the sloppiness and the spelling and grammatical errors. Im just at work bored.. let me know what you think? My first short story, Might turn it into a series, almost comic book like i guess since were dealing with multiverses lol