The Silver Penny

Sometimes I could have sworn something was one way only to discover it's another. For instance a book in my locker that I know was there before lunch, but find out that later that it isn't there. Next time I checked it was back. Like, the events had changed. Or sometimes when I throw something away and find it's all the way upstairs where I never even had it. A good example is there is three light bulbs on a light in the middle of my room. Two of the lights are blown, but one of them, the farthest one away, was always lit. Earlier tonight the lights flashed off without anyone touching them and now the one closest to me is now on while the rest are off.

I call this the Silver Penny Theory. Basically I put a penny in my pocket overnight that is clearly brown with abraham lincoln on it, I even compared it to another penny, but come morning I discover it's now silver and the face on it can't be made out enough to tell what president it was. Now it was a dime. I could have sworn that it was a penny. I bet on it, but somehow it turned out to be a dime. I rechecked the other penny in the morning and they were different. I put it away and the next time I checked back it was a penny again.

So, what happened exactly? This could be the mental illness talking, but I have a theory, the Silver Penny Theory, where basically there is two timelines. One where the penny was as it seems and one where it's a dime. One where my book is in my locker and one where it isn't. After making this theory, I started to notice moments where things would change. The light in the room would either get brighter or darker, my ears would pop, and small things would be different. I even noticed that the shirt I put on in the morning ended up different by the end of the day.

I can't explain this, but it could go hand in hand with the time traveling jacket. It's like there is two versions of  the world, or even more, that is almost exact and I keep switching back and forth between them. This could explain why my memories are commonly known to be wrong. I could be going crazy that I'm starting to think like this, or I'm on to something big. How am I supposed to know?

One time I was throwing away something and it went in the basket, then a second goes by and right in front of my eyes the item that I saw go in the trash is suddenly right besides it. The trash an inch over. It was like a compete glitch in the system, which at the time made me remember something Zeus and I talked about a long time ago. What if this isn't reality? Just a big computer game that goes on and on until our deaths.

The silver penny could be my proof that none of this exists. I'm not sure I want to go down that path, as I feel I could live a short peaceful life until I get to the moment where I screw it up. Still, that moment isn't here right now and I am still able to think rationally. I'd sooner believe in two timelines then to think about that ultimate reality-losing moment. I just got to focus on something else. Something else.