“I entered my secret laboratory behind my bookshelf,” I continued reading, “I plugged in all the cords, typed in the requested destination, and been teleported! "My creation had worked," I continued, "I had just discovered how to teleport across the world." I looked at all the editors around the table; I just pray one of them likes it. They all stood up and applauded me! “Let’s go to my office,” one man suggested, “so we can publish and ship this masterpiece already!” » I was delighted! But he was no ordinary man. He was the publisher of Best Books Inc. “It would be an honor!” » I told him. I couldn't believe my first book was published. 15 years later… “Happy birthday, Noah,” Katie exclaimed, “I hope you have the best day ever!” It was my 26th birthday. My sister and roommate, Katie, had bought a huge cake that she claimed to have made herself. Today was the day we moved into our new house. There was 50 acres of land for all of us. After the release of my first book, when I was 11, I became a billionaire overnight! I was famous all over the world. Everyone knew who I was; which was great! The phone started ringing. I pressed the speakerphone. “Hello, is this Noah Loehr?” » asked an unknown voice. “Yes,” I replied, “who is it?” He told me about a top secret project he was working on. “Do you want to participate?” » He asked. There was a bit of silence on my end of the line. “I would love to!” I told him. I was flown to California. I was taken to a laboratory in the middle of a desert that looked remarkably like the one I had imagined while writing my book, The Teleportation Device. “Hello sir, I'm Dr. Marin,” a scientist exclaimed almost too cheerfully, “we are extremely delighted that... middle of paper ...we have gone crazy. I knocked over one of the aisles. I grabbed the cash register and carried it through the glass door. It shattered into a million pieces. I grabbed a box of matches and ran outside. I grabbed a gas hose and started hosing down the building. Once it was almost completely covered in gasoline, I lit a match and walked through the building. I got into the fetal position. The building exploded. A sharp piece of glass started flying towards me at full speed. “Hello…Noah?” » I heard: "Would you like to participate in our experiment or not?" My reverie stopped. Everything that had happened was imagined. Somehow my mind had taken it all in. I could have sworn it was real: the lab, the explosion and all the pain. But it was all in my head. “No thanks!” I quickly responded. I hung up, ran straight to the kitchen and celebrated my 26th birthday..