Wilbur sat at the dinner chewing his steak. He was taking bites that were far too big but he didn't care. He was hungry and that was that. He thought of his teacher's speech from earlier in the week. She said that their last assignment would have to do with what it would be like to live in a different time period. It was to be written as a story, from the writer's point of view. He wondered how this assignment would work. It would be easy enough for him since he could use his father's time machine. He thought everyone else would have a hard time though. He went to his room once he had finished eating. It was getting late and he was looking forward to having a reason to go back in time. So he laid in bed and fell asleep shortly after he laid down. He dreamed of what tomorrow would bring.
Wilbur awoke to his mother shaking his shoulders.
"Wilbur you'll miss the bus! Wake up!" She ranted.
Wilbur groaned and got out of bed. Even though he had fallen asleep in his clothes he still knew he c