[ WP ] You are given a wristwatch , however , the date is behind two days . You turn the crown and set the proper date . And once you pushed it in you realize that you 've moved two days forward in time .

If I ca n't trust time, which provides life itself, what left is there to trust? 
 
 The first time it happened was 2 days ago, which, is technically 4 days ago if I've got this worked out... Despite it feeling like 20 minutes ago, the final shopping craze from all of the parents looking for their child's dream toy was taking place, and the cooks queueing outside the supermarket to get their oversized processed turkey for the big day. If there's one thing I've become good at from being homeless, it's the ability to observe people and judge them for who they really are. Watching the local meetups of dads and hookers who struggle to find passion in their 30 year-long marriage. I tend to have a good eye on things since there's always someone who will drop 5 bucks or the odd leftover hotdog. However, someone offered me a watch. An old man, wearing a peculiar set of clothes, that looked hundreds of years older than he did. I figured he was in some Shakespearean play, given there's a theatre down the street. I offered him my thanks and on he went. After inspection, the watch looked like it belonged to the props section at the theatre. As I went to slip the watch over my cold, mud-stained hands, I noticed an engraving on the back. 
 
 `` For whom bears this watch is for whom bears time itself''. 
 
 Naturally, I thought nothing of it. After inspecting the clock-face, I noticed that the time matched the digital clock across the mist-covered street, but the date was two days behind... 
 
 I reached for my torch, from the under-carriage shelf of my trolley. The dim light that shone on to the watch, revealed something strange. The watch was tatty, the face was dusty and the crown looked worn-out, but the hands looked brand new, gleaming with life. 
 
 Pulling out the crown to adjust the date, I felt a strange nervous urge shudder up my arm. The feeling was something I had never experienced before and as the clock-hands turned, I noticed them getting brighter and brighter. 48 hours ahead on the watch and the face of it was shining brighter than my torch. 
 
 I pushed the crown back in place, and when I looked up, the streets were empty. No more crazy shoppers trying to step on people to get their frozen turkey... No more sex-deprived dads looking for some action. When I looked back down at the watch, the date was the 25th December. 
 
 I stuttered. I tried unbuckling the watch, but the tattered leather would n't budge... I pulled the crown out and rotated the date back 48 hours. As I looked up, the hooker was there, getting in to the volvo estate and the same person dropping their newly bought turkey on the ground. 
 
 As a homeless dude, I'd normally say that I've seen much more weird shit on the streets, but to be honest, this beat the record. 
 
 If this thing really can do what it appears, then why was I given it? What have I done to deserve.. what could be classed as a second chance? Or is it a curse... The next step? Fucking over my ex-wife and making her the homeless bitch, not me. 
 
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