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If you could travel to any time at any place you wanted, what time and where would you choose to go? Some people would choose Victorian England and sweep around in beautiful gowns and smart suits. Some would choose to go to the future and see whether AI robots had taken over the world yet. The more mathsey people might choose to go to Ancient Greece and find the origins of mathematics, the physics wonders might choose to go to the beginning of time and see how everything began. The languages people might choose to go to all sorts of different countries, using all their literary devices like hyperboles and such. The historians would choose the past, while the more happy go lucky people would choose the future. Me, I would choose to go back to the time before humans existed and see how beautiful the world was before we built cities and dug up the earth. I would choose a time and place where I would be likely-ish to survive. My friend? She chose the time of the dinosaurs.

'Why would you do that? I mean sure, seeing dinosaurs is cool and all that, but you're going to be killed before you even move far. There are countless creatures bigger than you who will want to kill and eat you, and there'll be plenty of small one who want to kill and eat you, too. What are you gonna do if they start chasing you?' I was curious as to what she'd say and how on earth she intended to survive dinosaurs.
'Does it really matter how I would survive? I mean, it's not like I'll ever be able to travel into the past. There's no way anyone's going to be able to invent a time travelling device while I'm still alive. In the future maybe, but certainly not before I die. I mean, they're still trying to cure bad breath. How basic is that compared to the sophisticatedness of time travel?' Not exactly the answer I was expecting, but she had a point. At the moment, how can we even be thinking about fancy things like time travel, when we haven't even gotten round to doing basic things. Before we attempt to solve the issues of time travel, we need to be solving problems like power cuts, being able to predict the weather properly, and solving the food shortages and other things like that. If we can't sort out the problems of our own time, how can we even think of meddling with another?

It was an interesting question, about which time you'd travel too. Going to the time before humans existed would be nice because everything would be fresh and green. It wouldn't be as crowded as it was nowadays and the air wouldn't be as polluted. I would never have to worry about doing the chores or going shopping, I would never have to worry about spending money again because money doesn't exist and I would never ever again have to think about school. I might end up being incredibly dumb, but that doesn't matter because there are no jobs anyway. Although, I guess living in the past would have its problems. I wouldn't have anyone to talk to or to help me out. If I got injured I would probably die because of lack of medicine and the lot, and I am so incapable that I would probably have died of starvation or thirst long before. What a cheerful thought.

I stared down into my mug of hot chocolate and swirled the mini marshmallows around the surface, leaving pinky white trails of marshmallow, like little race cars along a chocolate track. It was still far too hot to drink, so I blew on it in attempt to cool it down. I suppose if I went back to the past, they wouldn't have the hot chocolate that I like, and marshmallows wouldn't have been invented yet. I could never give up marshmallows. They're great for melting in hot chocolate, making smores and best of all, toasting them. When you toast a marshmallow, you have to let the marshmallow catch fire first and then let it burn for a while so that the outside is nice and crispy while the inside is all gooey. But if you leave it there for too long, it all melts and drops off into the fire. Then it sits there and boils. It puffs up to about three times its original size and then it sort of collapses in on itself. It's such a waste of marshmallow.

There would be so many other things that I would miss if I went back. I would miss my computer and the internet. I wouldn't have a nice warm blanket to snuggle under in the winter, nor would I have my slippers and a hot water bottle. I wouldn't have such easy access to food or drink. I'd have to forage for myself and if I wanted meat, I'd have to kill it, skin it and cook it by myself. I'd also have to figure out how to do so. I'd have to make my own weapons and tools to build everything I needed, like shelter. Sleeping on the floor would be an everyday thing, and there would be no pillows or mattresses. Just the cold hard ground and maybe an animal skin from something I most likely botchily killed. It would be hard. Perhaps I'm better off staying in the present, or at least going to a time where I don't have to do everything myself because I can't handle responsibility.

Maybe those who decided to move to Victorian England didn't go far wrong. The fashion was beautiful, and Great Britain was at her peak in those times. Things were advanced enough to allow more than decent living conditions, providing you were rich enough, and it was a nice peaceful time. It didn't sound too bad, manageable even, especially when you considered my lack of skills. But despite all of the time travelling shenanigans, I think we're all better off figuring out how to solve all the problems of our own time before we venture to wreck havoc upon another.

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If you could travel to any time at any place you wanted, what time and where would you choose to go? Some people would choose Victorian England and sweep around in beautiful gowns and smart suits. Some would choose to go to the future and see whether AI robots had taken over the world yet. The more mathsey people might choose to go to Ancient Greece and find the origins of mathematics, the physics wonders might choose to go to the beginning of time and see how everything began. The languages people might choose to go to all sorts of different countries, using all their literary devices like hyperboles and such. The historians would choose the past, while the more happy go lucky people would choose the future. Me, I would choose to go back to the time before humans existed and see how beautiful the world was before we built cities and dug up the earth. I would choose a time and place where I would be likely-ish to survive. My friend? She chose the time of the dinosaurs.

'Why would you do that? I mean sure, seeing dinosaurs is cool and all that, but you're going to be killed before you even move far. There are countless creatures bigger than you who will want to kill and eat you, and there'll be plenty of small one who want to kill and eat you, too. What are you gonna do if they start chasing you?' I was curious as to what she'd say and how on earth she intended to survive dinosaurs.
'Does it really matter how I would survive? I mean, it's not like I'll ever be able to travel into the past. There's no way anyone's going to be able to invent a time travelling device while I'm still alive. In the future maybe, but certainly not before I die. I mean, they're still trying to cure bad breath. How basic is that compared to the sophisticatedness of time travel?' Not exactly the answer I was expecting, but she had a point. At the moment, how can we even be thinking about fancy things like time travel, when we haven't even gotten round to doing basic things. Before we attempt to solve the issues of time travel, we need to be solving problems like power cuts, being able to predict the weather properly, and solving the food shortages and other things like that. If we can't sort out the problems of our own time, how can we even think of meddling with another?

It was an interesting question, about which time you'd travel too. Going to the time before humans existed would be nice because everything would be fresh and green. It wouldn't be as crowded as it was nowadays and the air wouldn't be as polluted. I would never have to worry about doing the chores or going shopping, I would never have to worry about spending money again because money doesn't exist and I would never ever again have to think about school. I might end up being incredibly dumb, but that doesn't matter because there are no jobs anyway. Although, I guess living in the past would have its problems. I wouldn't have anyone to talk to or to help me out. If I got injured I would probably die because of lack of medicine and the lot, and I am so incapable that I would probably have died of starvation or thirst long before. What a cheerful thought.

I stared down into my mug of hot chocolate and swirled the mini marshmallows around the surface, leaving pinky white trails of marshmallow, like little race cars along a chocolate track. It was still far too hot to drink, so I blew on it in attempt to cool it down. I suppose if I went back to the past, they wouldn't have the hot chocolate that I like, and marshmallows wouldn't have been invented yet. I could never give up marshmallows. They're great for melting in hot chocolate, making smores and best of all, toasting them. When you toast a marshmallow, you have to let the marshmallow catch fire first and then let it burn for a while so that the outside is nice and crispy while the inside is all gooey. But if you leave it there for too long, it all melts and drops off into the fire. Then it sits there and boils. It puffs up to about three times its original size and then it sort of collapses in on itself. It's such a waste of marshmallow.

There would be so many other things that I would miss if I went back. I would miss my computer and the internet. I wouldn't have a nice warm blanket to snuggle under in the winter, nor would I have my slippers and a hot water bottle. I wouldn't have such easy access to food or drink. I'd have to forage for myself and if I wanted meat, I'd have to kill it, skin it and cook it by myself. I'd also have to figure out how to do so. I'd have to make my own weapons and tools to build everything I needed, like shelter. Sleeping on the floor would be an everyday thing, and there would be no pillows or mattresses. Just the cold hard ground and maybe an animal skin from something I most likely botchily killed. It would be hard. Perhaps I'm better off staying in the present, or at least going to a time where I don't have to do everything myself because I can't handle responsibility.

Maybe those who decided to move to Victorian England didn't go far wrong. The fashion was beautiful, and Great Britain was at her peak in those times. Things were advanced enough to allow more than decent living conditions, providing you were rich enough, and it was a nice peaceful time. It didn't sound too bad, manageable even, especially when you considered my lack of skills. But despite all of the time travelling shenanigans, I think we're all better off figuring out how to solve all the problems of our own time before we venture to wreck havoc upon another.