The House On Maple Street

"Well, tomorrow will be the last day,"Jerry maps thinks to himself. He has just finished adding some new equipment on his new house rocket which will have it's first lift-off tomorrow. Jerry has always dreamed of going up into space but staying in his house at the same time. So he had gotten a crazy idea that he could build a house rocket. He has been working on it for just about two weeks now. All he needs to do is get the fuel and do some little touch-ups, and he will be off tomorrow night.

The street lights on Maple have just turned on so just about one hour is left till lift-off. Jerry Maps is pacing around his suburb home, thinking about what will happen at nine o-clock.

Then the clock strikes nine and Jerry hurrries into teh basement where he has built the rocket. Once inside, he fires up the engine and calls for his cat Macy to come down. When the house rocket will have escalated a few thousand feet, Mr. Maps and Macy will be able to go about their house as usual.

"Okay, let's fire this baby up into the sky, shall we Macy?" Jerry just pretty much asks himself. Macy meows. "Well then let's goooooo!" And with that, Mr. Maps and Macy were off to worlds unknown. Once at a level that they could move around, Jerry and Macy headed off into the living room. "It was a perfect lift-off, wadn't it Macy?" Macy meows again and cuddles into Jerry's lap.

Much time had passed since Jerry Maps and Macy went up and away in their house rocket. But during one cold January night, Maps and Macy returned to Earth to find a great surprise. They were gone for four years and had no recolection of what ws happening back on Maple street. When they got back, they realized that nothing had changed. The whole neighborhood had stayed the same. The only difference they found was that when they landed, took a peek outside, then cma back inside, was that the clock on the kitchen counter said one o' clock AM. It was still dark out too, they remembered. Just like when they had left.

Jerry goes back outside, only to find that someone had dropped a letter addressed to him on his front doorstep. He wonders who would be leaving letters on someone's doorstep at this hour. Jerry opens the letter. The letter said, "It may seem that you have been goen for four years, but that is not so. Here on Earth you have returned to find that you have only been goen for four hours. Don't be scared, just look around, and you'll see what I mean. But you'll never see me."