One summer night, a man came to my house and trying to figuring out how to knock sliding door but he couldn’t figure out how to knock it. So he said “Knock knock! Who’s there?” in a loud voice. I was in a living room at that moment, talking verbiling class. I quickly typed in a class chat “BRB”. And then, I went to threshold. I slid the door to open and I couldn’t believe my eyes because a typically stereotyped cow boy was in front of the entrance. I asked him “Who are you?” He replied me in confusion saying that I don’t know who I am, where I am right now. I saw a lot of houses with roof tiles and a lot of Asian people on the street talking in Japanese-like language so I think I am in somewhere in Japan. He was speaking in Texas accent with totally cowboy like costume. As if he a cowboy in a western film came to be real. I confused this situation too. I barely relied to him “Yes you are in Japan now. Welcome to 21st century! ” He totally was amazed by my answer. He said “OMG! I am in the future! That’s why I saw a lot of vending machine on the street and some vending machine talked to me when I approached them. They said in robotic voice “Hi, May I help you?” I was surprised at these talking machines so I quickly ran away from the street and then I found this house. He seemed like time traveling from the wild wild West to modern Japan. Truth is stranger than fiction One summer night, a man came to my house and was trying to figuring out how to knock on sliding doors, but he couldn’t. So he said, “Knock knock! Who’s there?” in a loud voice. I was in a living room at that moment, talking in a Verbling class. I quickly typed in the class chat “BRB”. And then, I went to the threshold. I slid the door open and I couldn’t believe my eyes, because a stereotypical cowboy was in front of me. I asked him, “Who are you?” He replied to me in confusion, saying, “I don’t know who I am, or where I am right now. I saw a lot of houses with roof tiles and a lot of Asian people on the street talking in a Japanese-like language, so I think I am in somewhere in Japan.” He was speaking with a Texan accent with a totally cowboy-like costume, as if he was a cowboy in a western film come to life. I was confused in this situation too. I barely replied to him, “Yes, you are in Japan now. Welcome to the 21st century!” He was totally amazed by my answer. He said, “OMG! I am in the future! That’s why I saw a lot of vending machines on the street, and some vending machines talked to me when I approached them. They said in a robotic voice, ‘Hi, May I help you?’ I was surprised at these talking machines, so I quickly ran away from the street and then I found this house.” He seemed like he had time traveled from the wild wild West to modern Japan. Truth is stranger than fiction.
