Time is of the essence

My grandparents hate me on both sides of my family I don’t know why. I’m going to find out though. If only I could time travel into the past and find out why. My parents split up for whatever reason and now I want to know more. I’m in college as well and the name is Liliana.

I just got a pair of retro 3D glasses today from a street peddler and he told me it can let me see the past of whoever I look at through them. When I looked at my mother today I saw a teenager sobbing on the floor of a bathroom with a positive pregnancy test.

“Am I an orphan?” my idiot brain said. Right then and there was the moment I realized these glasses are timeline warps, as my body took on the form of an eight year old in an orphanage.

“Where am I?” I thought. What is this? I was so confused and disturbed that I ran out of the orphanage and down the street, my mind flooded with thoughts. Had I really traveled back in time? Had I simply morphed into an orphan?

That was it, I had finally found my destiny. I became the mighty morphing orphan. I could move through time and space with a thought, and save the world with my skills. But I would never escape the sadness inside of myself.