The moon glittered on the earth surface like a sea of silver creating an illusion of warmth and safety. But what was hiding in the dark was much worse. Even though Tom had been to the forest many times and knew the place like the back of his hand but this time something was not right. There was an Erie silence in the forest, a bit too quite he thought. The forest was usually bombarded by the sounds of animals but today nothing, not even and owl or a cricket. Tom often came to the Forrest to relax,eat “nature’s” food and and just get away from the real world. But he felt more of an anxiety, the hairs on the back of his neck stood up he knew something was not right. He could feel like he is being watched, Tom was not like others humans, he could see things what others could not and hear things others can’t hear.
Dear Mr Mandela,
We did it! On the behalf of the Springboks I would like to thank you from the bottom of my heart for believing in us. Never in my wildest dream would have I expected you to wear our colours let alone support us and remember our names.At first, when you asked me to join you I was apprehensive and nervous, I though to myself what could the president possibly want from me?But now it has become clear to why you wanted to see me. Me and the team have realised that rugby is bigger than just a game.It is a symbol for uniting our nation. What before separated our nation has now brought us closer. Closer to the the potential of our beautiful rainbow nation.
Because of you, everyone one in South Africa was supporting the Springboks.For the first time in my career, I have truly felt my whole country behind me. No longer do I see citizens of our country support the other team out of hate. We have all made mistakes in the past but thank you for showing the whole country how to forgive by example even when you were imprisoned wrongfully, you showed the country how to forgive. You said a leader must lead by example and that is exactly what I did , I was always the first to go and the last to leave at training and now it has paid off. I now know that to get the best out of people you must give them something to stride for.
Something was eating away at me during the World Cup. I wanted to know how you managed to spend 18 years on Robben Island. 18 years in a room no bigger than a bathroom.So I scheduled a trip to Robben Island with the team. To also give them inspiration on how to overcame adversities and hardships.Like how you showed by giving me that poem Invictuis. I want to teach them no matter how hard things get one must never give up, to never wince or cry aloud in the in the fell clutch of circumstance and that is exactly what the boys did when facing defeat against New Zealand. Like how you taught our country no matter how wrong they have been in the past, we must face our hardships and move past from it.
The future of our country is truly bright. Rugby for the first time in the history of our country has brought everyone together, everyone has laughed together, cried together and cheered together. I think that this is just the beginning, we have shown that if a whole country can unite and put aside their differences for even 80 minutes then it is possible for us to do it in the future. As we are the masters of our fate and the captains of our soul.
I wake up in fear, fear of an inescapable force.
No matter how hard I try I can not escape its source.
I corrupts ones body and soul.
Some times I feel like a part of me is missing and I will never again be whole.
It is very much taking its toll.
Maybe I’m crazy I just get a bit to anxious.
Or maybe I’m angry maybe I just need a bit more patience.
But unfortunately the monster is very real.
Stress, stress, stress.
To it you can’t simply say no or yes.
It forces it self upon one until they turn into a mess.
Some time in your life you must battle stress.
It strikes when you least expect it.
To overcome it one needs courage and grit.
It’s like quicksand the harder I try to flee the more it sticks on me.
So stress is something from which you or me will never be free.
Just avoiding it is the key.
It separates and brings together.
No It’s not religion nor is it art.
It doesn’t require you to be dumb or smart.
To the enemy you must never surrender.
No matter what happens you must endeavour.
The only requirement is put in all your heart.
No matter how small you must play your part.
It’s a place where lots of people gather.
Takes you to the highest highs or the lowest low.
Whether it be on the big pitch or in the local gym.
So It all depends on who you support.
It’s more entertaining than a game show.
For us the people in it risk life and limb.
It is a truly beautiful thing it is sport.
Dwight knew it was now or never! His heart pounded harder than a sledge hammer. He didn’t know was what he was in store for. He was entering the Pentagon as a normal Navy seal but little did he know he would walk out as one of the most important human alive. Dwight had no idea why he was called to the pentagon, he felt like a student being called up to the principal’s office. He knew either he was in big trouble or the pentagon had a new mission for him. But anyway when a person of his ranking is called to the pentagon it is not a good news. He wanted to hear bad news like he wanted to remove a bandage—quickly as possible. But little did he know he was going to have the opportunity of a life time to do something that had never been done before. But Dwight being the man he is , walked in the room with his game face on but inside he was as scared as dog during a thunderstorm. As soon as he entered the room a feeling of desperation overwhelmed like he was a kid in a haunted house. He wanted to get out as fast as he can. In the room was only one man.
“Take a seat Dwight!” said General Price.
“There have been rumours going around our new invention. I can now conform that it is true. Our team of scientists have invented the time machine.” Whispered General Price.
“What has this got to do with me?” enquired Dwight.
“We have a new assignment we would like you to complete. You must decide now whether you are in or not. If you say yes you can’t go back.” Said General Price in a helpful tone.
“What is the assignment?” asked Dwight in a nervous manner.
“I can only tell you if you chose to accept the mission. All I can tell you is that it involves time travel.” Said General Price patiently.
“I accept!” said Dwight.
“Very well, your mission is to travel back in time to assassinate Hitler. You will have the option to pick your own squad. Now you may leave.” said General Price with a hint of mystery in his voice.
Dwight exited the room excited but he knew that the stakes were high this time. If he completes the rewards were high but if he fails he will be responsible for the death of millions of people. In a way he will be nearly as bad as Hitler. This was like his grand finale, if he succeeds in completing the mammoth task his name will be cemented in the history books and he will right up there on the list of the greatest human to have lived ever.
First he needed to put together his team and most importantly the brain of the team, someone who knew their Nazi Germany like the back of their hand. But it could be just any person with a gun that knew how to use google or a proper historian that knew Hitler better than he knew himself. He had to choose between a trained professional or a historian. The obvious chose was a historian. But that person needed to be an asset to the team not a liability. Luckily Dwight knew just the person for the job. His name was Alan, he was a local historian at the library and he was also the patriotic kind which was just another reason to have him in his squad. The next person on his list would be the nervous system of the squad. A person that simply gets the job done. A technology guy who could quickly learn the technology and most importantly keep his cool in adverse situations and if required could lead his team back to safety in his absence. His name was Morpheus a former hacker who has worked with the government on numerous occasions. Morpheus was somewhat of a maverick and would only do this for something in return but Dwight knew, to win you have to take the biggest risks. Lastly he needed his point man, a person that was not afraid of getting his hands dirty. Some one that was good with guns and reckless enough to kill anyone that stood in their way. That person was Demarcus a missionary that would just do about anything. Dwight knew he had to be very careful as he was dealing with a double sided sword as Demarcus was a brave and skilled fighter but at the same time a possible gun happy maniac. Well everyone had their negatives thought Dwight. The only thought running through his mind was that 60 million lives were dependent on 4 people a navy seal, a historian, a tech guy and a trigger happy mercenary. If they succeed 60 million lives saved, no WW2 and more animosity between countries.
Finally day of the mission arose like the sun from the sky. The whole team was ready and entered the time machine. Dwight was feeling like a student on his exam day. He had done his homework now it was time for him to complete the mission.
“Are you boys ready?” asked Morpheus in a nervous tone.
“As ready as I’ll ever be!” remarked Demarcus in an assertive manner.
“Let’s hit it !” yelled Dwight.
Just with the push of a button they were in Nazi history. The time machine has given them the opportunity to rewrite their past. If they succeed this mission , not only they will be instant celebrities but also the first humans ever to re write history. With their advanced weapons , they were like advanced robots in a world of dinosaurs
“This is incredible” remarked Alan.
“It sure is. Let’s hurry up and finish the mission as fast we can. Anything we change can have a bad effect on the future. Every ant we kill or every fly we squash. Let’s kill Hitler and get out quick.” Said Dwight in an encouraging tone.
“I’ll stay near the time machine and guard it. You boys hurry up and do your thing.” Said Morpheus swiftly.
So then Dwight, Alan and Demarcus made their way to kill Hitler. During the journey they had the chance to awe at the marvellous views of past. But there were two things that troubled Dwight the first was about the mission. Should he kill someone before they have committed a crime? Every moral fibre in his body was screaming at him not to do it will is brain was saying otherwise. Should he follow his gut feeling or his brain? He kept those concerns to himself for now. The second was the blood thirst he could see in Demarcus’s eyes. Seemed like after coming to Germany Demarcus had the expressions of a maniac and was awfully twitchy. He was like a wolf waiting to pry on sheep. But what disturbed Dwight most was that Demarcus was excited at the prospect of taking human life. Hitler was now as good as sheep in the slaughter house. An evil grinned light up Demarcus’s face identical to that from the joker from the batman but his 10 times more menacing. They had just located Hitler’s house. On Demarcus’s eyes came a Sense of menace, like the purr of a puma feasting on an elk. Doubts about the mission also came in Alan’s mind. Dwight tried discussing strategy with Demarcus about how to complete to the task but it was like exchanging stares with a statue. Demarcus rushed in the room like the big bad wolf. He unloaded the bullet which would change the history for ever into Hitler. The bullet whizzed through the air like thunder and hit Hitler in head. The most evil man in the history had just been killed and countless lives saved. Or so they thought. The team should have been happy about the competition of the mission but instead they walked back to the time machine filled with a sea of grief. Something just didn’t feel right inside they felt they had done the wrong thing.
“Is the mission complete? “Asked Morpheus with a sense of urgency in his voice.
“Yes, let’s head back home!” said Dwight with his grief stricken voice.
When they got back in 2014 they say something that left them speech less.
The dream world had just been turned into a nightmare. The moment they entered 2014 something didn’t feel right, to conform their feeling they saw something that sent chills right through their spine. It was Nazi flag.
“Wait, is this 2014?” asked Dwight who looked like he saw a ghost.
“Unfortunately it is.” Said Morpheus with the faintest voice.
What they saw next made their eyes roll out of their head. There were concentration camps and just a feeling of gloom. It looked like something of a videogame but this unfortunately was a reality. Killing Hitler had set of a chain of events which made Nazi Germany even stronger resulting in them winning the war. The future of the world had just changed. When Hitler died, a leader even stronger and more ruthless than him emerged and led the Nazis to capture the free world.
Dwight was drowning in an ocean of guilt and sorrow. All of this has happened just because of his decision and actions. There was only one right thing to do now. He sneaked towards to the time machine.
“Set it back to the night when we killed Hitler!” said Dwight to the Morpheus.
As he landed back in Germany he was filled with misery thinking about what he has to do save the world. He waited until that moment when Demarcus entered the room and before he could shoot Hitler he fired in air alerting the guards and the team had to flee. He rushed back to time machine and travelled to the future in 2014. He was more anxious than student waiting his exam results. As he saw the world, a sense of relief over took them and the sea of grief disappeared. It was the world they had lived in. His team was waiting for him impatiently and cheered upon seeing him.
They were all back safely but the most important lesson that mankind learnt was to never interfere with the past. As simple as it is, History is just our past that shouldn’t ever be changed.