Angel-Personal Narrative

Dear Journal,
Today is September 20, 2030. I woke up in this strange and desolate place. The last thing I remembered before waking up was seeing my husband, Anthony, and my son, Angel. We were boarding a spaceship to the moon, the last spaceship, because Earth is no longer suitable for life. I heard the moon was wonderful and full of life, well at least that is what the government says, unlike Earth which is now dead and looks like a giant dumpster.
I looked all around this place searching for any sign of life I could find. I walked for what it seemed like ten miles when I came across what seemed to be a creature. It looked like a blue fluffy dog, with long rabbit ears, a cat tail and antennas, almost like something you would see in a sci-fi movie. I approached it slowly and it came closer to me and jumped on me and licked me all over my face. At first I was stricken with shock but then I realized it was my dog, Biscuit. I exploded with
He was wearing a lab coat with a name tag that read “Dr. Smith”. He said, “I apologize for that whack on your head but it was the only way I could get you in here safely. I know you’re scared and you don’t trust me but please listen to me. You must leave this place at once. The moon has become a place of human experimentation. The other scientists are not really scientists, they are aliens. They found a way to change themselves to look just like humans but unfortunately for them they took on all the traits of humans so they can’t breathe in this atmosphere just like you and I can’t. For years they have been testing on animals but now they are testing on all the humans that have come here. I too have been working on something…a Time Machine. You are the only one they haven’t experimented on; you must go back in time and save us from this awful fate.” He pulled a large cloth down and revealed his time machine. I felt scared and shocked but managed to say “Why didn’t they experiment on