BACK IN TIME (chapter three)

CHAPTER 3

When I woke, I was in my bed. I checked the date on my calendar. It was the day before my Dad, Steph, Sally and I went to the hospital to discover that my mom was murdered. Without thinking, I hopped out of bed and flung open the door. I felt like a thousand needles had just burst into my arm, I let out a small cry.

"Jake, you okay up there!" My dad hollered up the stairs.

"Yeah. "I hollered back.

But I was actually thinking... how will I dart out the door and turn off alarm system without him noticing... eh, I`ll cross that bridge when I get to it. I trotted down the stairs, and when my dad saw me he froze dead in his tracks.

"Jake, how did you get all of the hair, and how did you grow four inches, and why do you have those long cuts down your arm?!" My dad now looked liked he was going to faint. "Jake, I`m taking you to the hospital." "But, dad, non, I-I don`t need ... wait, actually, now that I come think about it, that seems like a good idea."

Once we arrived at the hospital, my dad asked me a question that really surprised me. He asked this... "Jake, please tell me the truth... are the cuts on your arm an act of suicide?" My dad and I stared at each other for 10 seconds, 30 seconds, 45 seconds, one minute, two minutes, and finally I replied with: :It`s a long story."

I was at the front desk before dad, so I told the woman at the front desk that me and my dad (Pointing at him walking through the front doors) needed to see Dena sketchers.

My dad heard that last part and shot me one of those what-are-you-up-to-now looks, and I replied "It`s a long story." Before he could say anything to the secretary, she said "Follow me." and we were off to see my mom.

My mom looked like she was healthyer than me, and she was still in the hospital. She was aurguing with the man who had informed us that our mom was murdered. I ran over to mom and hugged her. "Jake, what brought you here, and..." A sudden look of panic washed over her face. "... how did you grow four inches since yesterday, and how did you get all the..."

"It`s a long story." I replied to her. I turned around, and I saw to nurses staring at my arm, there jaws hung open in awe. "Um, hi, what's your name?" One of them said.

"Jake" I replied.

"Okay, well, um, Jake, we are going to need to fix up that arm of yours."

"That is a very good idea." I responded.

"Okay then, follow me." One of the nurses lead me into the room that was across from mom. She got me to lay down in the bed, got some disposable gloves, and said: "Now let`s take a look."

After she was done inspecting my arm, she asked: "So, Jake, when did this dog bite you?"

"About a day ago." I replied

"What kind of dog was it?"

German Shepard." I said

"Was it a young puppy, or a fully grown dog, or a...?"

"Fully grown." I responded.

"Okay, you are going to have to stay here overnight." Said the nurse. Wow, my luck just keeps getting better and better. I thought.

BACK IN TIME (chapter two)

ONE YEAR LATER
               

CHAPTER 2

I slumped out of bed, stumbled down the stairs, and plopped down at the kitchen table. I checked out what kinds of cereal we had in the pantry and pulled out some corn flakes. I was half finished my cereal when I realized the newspaper sitting on the table, it read: "TIME MACHINE FINALLY FINISHED IN OTTAWA!" I lived in Ottawa, so, in a split second, I scribbled a note down on a napkin, and was out the door.

Once I got to the science lab where they created the time machine, I thought, This might not be as easy as I thought it was going to be. First of all, there were four security cameras on the front wall, (and they were on the other walls too) and German Shepherds, hungry looking German Shepherds guarding all entrances. I carefully walked up to the front door, and realized that the dogs were eating what looked like a chipmunk. The chipmunk had had dog food wedged halfway half way in its mouth, so I figured that it must have tried to steal some of it or something like that.

Before I wasted anymore time, I sprang into action and sprinted through the front doors, but, of course, one of the dogs heard or saw me and chased me through them too. Luckily, I saw a Janitor`s closet at the last second and dove into it just as the dog ripped off my pant leg and shredded it into a million pieces. I slammed the door shut and locked it. How am I going to get out of here without being caught or ending up like that very unlucky chipmunk, I thought. Then, I turned around, and, on the shelf there was a box of "Knockout Needles" those needles that doctors use to put there patients to sleep. And, at that moment, I got a pretty good but dangerous idea...

I kicked open the door and the next thing I knew I was on the floor with a 70-pound dog on top of me, trying to rip my nose off. I stabbed the dog in the neck with the needle and it bit at my face, but I blocked it with my arm and it`s teeth sank in, giving it time to shake out the"Knockout Needle". When it tugged to get them out, it`s teeth ripped down half my arm, spilling my blood all over the floor. I screamed in agony. Somehow, I manged to flip myself on top of the dog. With uncontrollable screams spilling from my mouth, I beat the dog with my fists until it lay unconscious on the floor, and then I ran.

All of a sudden, alarms blared. "Uh-oh." I muttered to myself. I heard heavy footsteps coming down the hallway along with some shouts that I  was pretty sure were saying "When target is in sight, fire at will!"

"Double uh-oh." I said to myself.

I made a sharp turn around a corner and slammed into a glass door. I looked up and saw a sign that read "Authorized Personnel Only". Behind the door, I saw something that was gray with a lot of weird colourful buttons and some flashing lights. I stared at it for a moment, and the only thing I figured it could be was the time machine.

All I had to do to get in the room behind the glass door was to grab a fire extinguisher and plummet it at the glass, causing the fire extinguisher to explode and the pressure of the fire extinguisher exploding shattered the glass into a million pieces. Piece of cake.

"Wow, amazing security." I muttered to myself as I jogged into the room. I typed the passcode to unlock the time machine. It`s doors slid open and I took a step inside. Just as the doors slid closed, several strong men with guns stepped into the room. (And what I mean by strong, is like, Arnold Schwarzenegger-like strong) "Triple uh-oh." I muttered to myself as I set the date I was going back to. My hands trembled as I pressed the button that activated the time machine, and I blacked out.

BACK IN TIME (chapter one)

Hey guys! So, on my blog I'll be writing stories for fun. I might not be amazing to you guys, but to me, I think I write awesome stories for an 11 year old boy. So my first story I'll be writing is called "BACK IN TIME" and, I'm thinking that before we waste any more time I should write it, and, you should read it, so, here it is.
(by the way, there will be a couple of posts of the same story for most of my stories because I publish one chapter at a time)

                         BACK IN TIME                             

                                    CHAPTER ONE

I, Jake, snapped awake to the sound of my alarm clock, hopped out of bed but kept my P-J`s on. I raced down the stairs, two at a time, and devoured a blueberry muffin. I zoomed into my father's room, woke him up and grabbed him clothes while he sprang out of bed. Then , I rushed into my 14-month just-started-walking-baby-sisters room, but she wasn't there, so I peered into my ten year old brother's room, and he wasn't there either. But I was pretty sure where he was.

Me and my dad darted to the car, hopped in, and I sat down beside my grinning brother Steph, and my excited baby sister, sally. "How long have you been waiting in here with your sister, Steph?"

"About three hours." Steph replied

"Well I hoped you learned your lesson." Dad muttered as he rotated the ignition key.

"What lesson?" Steph retorted, as we sped off to pick up my mom...

After what seemed like an eternity, we arrived at the hospital, everybody rushed out of the car, but, mysteriously, a force flung me right back into my seat. "What the, ohhhh." I threw off my seat belt and darted inside the hospital.

Me, dad, Sally, and Steph, gathered around the front and all told the woman that they were here to pick up Dena Sketchers.

The woman's expression saddened. "Um, well, just follow me." She lead into a room with some chairs, and a coffee table with some toddler books, magazines, and a coffee machine. "Just wait here for a second." She told us, and than she shuffled out of the room.

After about five minutes, a man walked in the room and said "I am sorry, she was almost cured, 99 percent, but somebody  came in disguised as somebody else with poison, and...

"JUST GET TO THE POINT!" I "said" a bit louder than I meant to.

"Okay." The doctor replied in a hushed voice. " your mother was killed with a deadly poison that was snuck into one of the final injections that she had before she was supposed to go home, and we do not know who did it." He turned around and walked out the door. Everybody in the room burst out in tears.

Our family was so upset that one of the nurses had to drive us home in our own car. We got home and I raced into my bedroom, and I cried, I cried all day, non-stop, and that night I made a vow that, if its possible to protect any other friend or family from death, I will, because it was my fault she died, I should have been with her all day and night, dozing on a steel floor if I had to. But, what I have my mind focused on most is that scientists are creating the time machine, and under-neath my pillow is a printed sheet off an illegal website of how to control it...