Holidays (Short Science Fiction)

I can’t imagine that my company will give us a three-day holiday. I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time because I secretly made a time machine.

I can play crazy for three days, and then take the time machine back to Day 1 on the evening of Day 3, so I can have endless holidays.

On the morning of Day 1, I heard the noise downstairs.

“What time is it? It’s not easy to have a holiday. Can you let me sleep?!”

I opened the window and shouted out of the window.

Downstairs, the bustling crowd raised their heads. They were all me, returning from the endless Day 3.

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