Voice message received June 3, 1997.
Hey Parker, It’s Taylor. It’s June 3th. Being frank, since I called you last week, things have gotten weird. I don’t even know where to begin.
Yesterday, I was having lunch in Talley and checking my mail when I came across a strange letter. Inside was a handwritten letter that read, “September 11, 2001 The World Trade Towers fell. I know what happened to you. Meet me.” I am supposed to meet this person tomorrow. Obviously, I am too curious to not go, maybe there are more people like me. I will update after.
More of a normal note, last night I was chilling with Christina and Reggie. We were watching the last episode of the first season of Buffy. I remember watching this episode with my parents when I was younger. I remember, My dad made this stupid joke about the show. You know, thinking about it, Reggie made the same joke. You know, My dad's name is Reginald. That is a weird coincidence. No… it can’t be the same, can it? When did dad start school? ‘94? NO! It can’t be the same. My dad met my mom in college, it can't be. My mom’s name is Chris… Chris is short for Christina. Wait, are they my parents? This is all a coincidence, right? They can't be…
My dad is so uptight and all about rules. Reggie is the complete opposite; he skips class, doesn’t want to be tied down. I’ve never seen him without this large bushy beard and my dad has always been bald and clean shaven. It can’t be true. Did I set up my parents?
How did I not see it before? But It’s so obvious now. He is so similar. And that means Christina is my mom?
Wait… My mom always talks about me being named after her college friend… that was me? I’m named after myself??? How did this happen?
This is too weird. I can’t think about this right now. I need to go for a walk.