[ WP ] Your character wakes up and discovers his house has been inexplicably moved overnight .

It's been six months since my move to Japan. I say move, but really mean my house fucking teleported with me in it, but I digress. I am a Texan, used to 100+ temps and hotter Tacos. Then I woke up in Muko, a little Japanese town in the mountains. This is my story. 
 
 I was coming home from hanging out with the family at Babe's Chicken. I was just driving along the never-ending and constant-changing construction when I saw this light. I could've sworn it floated straight into my head. Maybe it has something to do I can speak fluent Japanese now. Or that I know the deference between a Bukoto and a Tanto. Who knows? Anyway, this light floats into my head, and I just my mind making connections, as if all was suddenly made right. Then I noticed the Japanese sticker next to the steering column. I could suddenly read it! Like holy shit I ca n't read Japanese and suddenly I can. Then I realize I'm probably drunk, and get home, and go to bed. 
 
 I wake up way to early. A bright light shines through my window. I look at my clock. Great, it's flashing. I go and grab my phone, telling me it's one in the afternoon. Fucking hell, I'm late for work. Fuck it. I'm not coming in. Then I notice something. The little thing that always says Central Time now says Japan Standard time. Someone's been fucking with my phone. There's a knock at the door. I quickly get dressed, and open the door. Standing there is a asian girl in a School Uniform. 
 
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 She asks `` Excuse me Sir, but what are you? How did you get here? Who are you?'' 
 
 I reply in perfect ( albeit accented to hell ) Japansese `` Um... who are you? And why are you...'' 
 
 I look past her, there is a crowd of Japanese people. 
 
 `` I'm sorry sir. My name is Kiriko. What is yours?'' 
 
 `` Um... My name is Fred. Fred Stromson. Who are you all you people?'' 
 
 `` Fred Senpai, My entire town came up mainly because your house appeared out of no where. Seriously, where are you from'' 
 
 `` This here is Texas...'' I look across the street and see a gas station, convered in Japansese lettering all of which I can read. `` I'm from Texas I mean.'' 
 
 `` Texas? Is that a spirit place?'' 
 
 `` What? No, America. You know, freedom, fries and guns.'' 
 
 `` Guns?'' 
 
 I'm going to fast foward here cause it gets tedious trying to explain to this little girl about myself and that I have no clue whats going on. 
 
 I'm going to stop here cause I have written a lot and I am actually going to make this into a short story.
