Four Years, Four Months, and Fifteen Days


So I had an idea to write about, but I totally forgot what it was. So I’m just going to talk about random stuff until — haha okay honestly I just remembered as soon as I wrote that. Not kidding šŸ˜€

There’s this story I’ve been letting tumble around in the deep recesses of my brain. It doesn’t have a title, but the plot is basically…well…sort of developed. I guess it’s the backstory that’s really been set in stone. At the moment it has tentatively been put in a journal/diary format, but that could change later. Anyways, here’s the story.

The main character is Jack Hayden (not really, I just made that up on the spot because I have no idea what to name him yet). The plotĀ is a science fiction time travel story. It also has to do with the apocalypse. Jack is seventeen years old when a sudden world war is thrust upon the world as terrorists bomb the United States’ highest populated cities. Seattle is one of these cities, and Jack just so happens to be visiting the city with his mom, sister, and best friend. They live in a small town about an hour away. The whole city just descends into chaos, and Jack’s mother dies after debris crushes her (sorry, it’s actually really emotional in the story but I’m just trying to give a plot rundown at the moment :/ ). Jack’s friend is separated from them by the same debris, and Jack never sees him again.

HimĀ and his sister, Kaitlyn (who is two years younger than him), escape and survive the bombing. Afterwards, they leave the city and try to get home. Jack can drive, so they steal a car and attempt to get home. But when they do, they find more destruction and chaos. The town has already fallen into anarchy. They visit their house and try to get stuff and this part of the story hasn’t really been written in my mind yet so…yeah. Jack and Kaitlyn leave and become wanderers, like a lot of other survivors.

After about five months of wandering in the wasteland once known as the United States of America, Kaitlyn is killed by a four-man post-apocalyptic street gang while Jack isn’t with her. He hears her scream and arrives just as she’s murdered. Jack goes crazy and kills two of the gang members, while the other two barely escape. He burns his sister’s body and collects the ashes, planning to return to Seattle and spread themĀ in the Puget Sound. Which he does.

Over a year later, in Seattle, JackĀ hears on the radio that the last known government in Europe (Turkey) has collapsed. The entire world is under anarchy. The next three years pass like a dream for Jack, who has been alone for too long. He won’t join any gangs, sticking to himself and scavenging every city and town he comes across. About seven months after his 20th birthday, Jack wakes up.

And by wakes up, I mean he wakes up four years, four months, and fifteen days in the past. In his sixteen-year-old body. This is really where the story starts, in a journal format that Jack begins writing about a week or so after waking up in the past. His mom, sister, and best friend are all alive and well. The apocalypse that Jack lived through is coming again, but this time he knows. He knows the date, he knows how to survive, and he knows he can’t lose anyone he loves again.

The date of the incoming apocalypse is April 27th, 2017, which is fourteen days after his 17th birthday. The date he woke up was July 2nd, 2016. He has less than a year (10 months) to stop the apocalypse. But how does a twenty-year-old man in a sixteen-year-old body convince anyone of actual importance that in less than a year the entire world will be thrown into chaos? Jack’s answer: He has no idea. So him and his best friend begin following politics. His friend is already a political geek, which helps, but Jack has to convince him that the apocalypse really is coming. They start following the news and drawing up ways that the apocalypse could happen, and who theĀ bombers might have been (or will be? šŸ˜‰ ). Jack struggles to remember anything he ever heard after April 27th on the radio, in order to get some inside information on who started the war and other such things of importance.

Do you want to hear the end? If not, you should just skip the next part inside these lines.


Jack is unable to find a way to completely prevent the apocalypse. Instead, he also prepares food and water and shelter, as well as a plan for creating a new government. The story (journal) ends with Jack watching the bombing from afar, sitting on a mountaintop near his hometown where he established a the bunker and stored supplies. He writes that although he doesn’t know how he traveled back in time, he hopes that everything he did will save not only his family but also the world.


And that’s about it. Oh right, I named the title of this post as one of my tentative titles for the book, which is “Four Years, Four Months, and Fifteen Days.” That is the exact amount of time that Jack travels back in time. I thought it was interesting. Maybe it’s too long, I don’t know.

If you have any ideas for the title or even a new plot point, please let me know in the comments! Even if you just think my idea is bad (or incredibly great) let me know.

Have a fantastic day…afternoon!

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2 thoughts on “Four Years, Four Months, and Fifteen Days

  1. Mille says:

    It’s fantastic! How can you come up with these ideas? It’s really incredible, wow!! I would love to read more of it!
    Damn boy, keep up the good work! šŸ˜€

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    • Hey thanks! This is one I really hope to eventually write, but I’m not always great at the long-term writing. Once I start writing it I may post some more though. Thanks again šŸ™‚

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