Author Topic: Tell Stories :3  (Read 2399 times)


well this is part of my story, tell me what you guys think about the first chapter

It is 2015; I’m 22. My name is Larry Longfield. I work for the International Institution of Technology for the United States. My area of expertise is that of physics, in particular, the theory of time travel. I have worked for two years on a top secret project to construct a time machine. My team’s many attempts have failed. Again today, like usual, we haven’t made it, or even come close, to fulfilling this project.
I go outside and look at the trees, taking in the beautiful day. I need a chance to clear my mind. I look for the birds to watch them fly. To my surprise, they are all hidden in the trees. I look to see the tallest skyscraper in Frankford, Kentucky. It is 206 stories, which is 3296feet plus the antenna that is 28 feet - so it is 3324 feet tall. It belongs to a private company that provides funding for the time machine experiment. As I look to find my hover car, I see my best friend Tommy getting out of the parking lot and wave. I wave back. I finally see my green hover car and go to it. They use a new design of power, which I created; a water powered generator, all it does is you pump it once and it starts, then it starts pushing water faster and faster until it starts making enough energy to power the car. It is very powerful and dependable. I climb inside and drive to my house.
My home is an apartment in a complex owned by IIT (International Institution of Technology). I go inside to look for some important details to help my crew make a dream (the time machine) come true. I look on my computer only to see I have an unread email. I open it up;

 Dear Larry
    We are sorry to say we can only apply a week more of money for the IIT project (time machine). We only are willing to give about 1billion dollars.

       From;
            The headman
                Philip
    
I am in disbelief to read that small email and I try hard not to cry. I pull myself together and go back to my research. I see something that catches my eyes; one of the scientists say that there was a small problem with section B, and another in section D. I think in my head that those must be the problems holding us back. I go to bed and find that I still have the project on my mind, even though I’m not the head scientist, but just a person there to help I can’t stop thinking about it.
    The next day I tell the lead scientist, Michael, what I believe to be the problem. He looks at my results and exclaims “I think you have something Larry”! He runs off. I go to my station to watch footage on the cameras to look and see if I can figure something out. I go to the coffee machine to find its not been used yet and put the filter and the water in and got milk and sugar ready as I waited for my coffee. I get my cup and go and drink as I watch the footage. When I look at my computer to see an unread email.

Larry
    Come as fast as you can when you get this email I think we did it.

                              Michael

   I run to the working lab to find everyone clapping and cheering each other and giving high fives. The room has tools, spare parts, a huge machine which is the time machine, hundreds of computers and is about fifty feet tall and one hundred feet wide it is covered with drills and other needed equipment. I see Michael and head over to him when one of the scientists which I believe is a engineer comes up and says “you found the problem, good job man”. “Thanks” I said. I continue walking and the celebration is very loud as members of the crew from all 79 sections come to enjoy this huge party, the staff is more than 6,000 members and another 3,000 members who are on vacation or sick. I finally reach Michael as he says “we have done it Larry we have”. “I can’t believe it Michael it was 2 small errors nothing that bad”. “We will have to send a thank you letter to the private company that has been sponsoring us” he said. “I will get right on it”. “NO YOU WON’T, You get to try it in a week or so.” “Ok”. Now go and get ready, I mean now Larry”. I go home and immediately get on my email.
I am shocked when I look and think where would I go, it only goes to past places and has been made to be able to correct problems. I look at my e-mail and finally see something that makes me really think hard. It is titled the civil war. I look and think hmmmm; the machine is like a game but really takes you back in time. I look at something and say what if I get an M-16 and a 9mm, food, backpack first aid kit, and other needed supplies. I write an email to my boss Michael and say I need the following supplies listed below

 A M-16 plus 500ammo and 6clips, 9mm, 4clips 300ammo, backpack with food matches first aid kit, blanket, gun cleaner, a book about the civil war, lap top, a solar charger for the lab top and something I know I will need a full suit of are black changing armor that is full so if I get shot I will be ok. If you think I will need other things you can add them feel free

                     Larry

   I look on my desk when I see my picture of me, I see a tall guy with green eyes, long brown hair, and is skinny which is me and next to me is my boss. He is not really tall but is about 5feet 6inches black short hair and a big black mustache and small blue eyes. I remember when it was tooken the year of 2014. we was at a meeting in Indiana to find a sponsor when a gentleman named Cody said that his company(unknowing who he was) said, “I could probably sponsor a trillion dollars to your cause. That was the luckiest day of our lives, but as I remember how we watched the money slowly drain out as we failed on attempts to make the time machine the money seemed to drain so rapidly that when the one billion dollar email came we all knew we had to fix the problem.  While on The days I was supposed to be at home thinking of the where I wanted to go Evan tho I have known the whole time where I have wanted to go. Every day I was over a book eating, writing notes, thinking, and of course sleeping. I went to web-pages, web-sights, wrote notes until I had a notebook full of notes, pictures of forts, houses animals only to find some of it wasn’t important, on the 3rd day I became very tired when I heard a knock on my door. I go and open it. Standing in front of me is my boss and he seems very happy. He looks me up and down. “Boy you look terrible what in the world have you been doing”, his eyes are wide and he looks at me up and down and everywhere in my small apartment. “Sir I have been working, writing notes getting pictures, eating just doing small things for this trip”.” wow son this is going to be easy for you its not a big deal its just a small thing, if you want I can have a person help you with your needs and other things if needed”. “no I’m good sir”, well I must be gone now, see ya”. “Bye”.

Homies trying to shut me down. On my way home from school one day, A group of about 8 men possibly in their early 20's came up to me and consulted me. They offered me a deal on some illegal merchandise and I declined. They watched me and saw here I lived. I put my backpack down and went to the bathroom to make some clay. All of a sudden I hear banging on the door. I ignore it. Then a loud sound breaks my ear drums as they run into my front doors with their truck. They come running in looking for me. I hear one of them coming up the stairs. Due to the fact I literally stuff myself when they hit my house with their bloody car, I reached under the counter and grabbed out my shotgun. I heard one of them yelling that I was up there. I stood up and shot through the door. I opened it and their was a guy laying on the ground with 10 or so oles in his chest. The second I turn the corner Another homie was all up in my grill. So I shut that suka down by kicking him in the groin and he falls down the stairs onto the ground. I grab the first fallen homies MP5 and unleash my wrath on the homies flooding my downstairs. After I ran out of ammo, I switched back to my shotty. I went down the stairs and then It happened. In slow mo. A homie entered the door the second I stepped off the last step. He fired from his pistol at my leg. I jumped and It singed my skin. At the same time he fired, I fired. He fell onto the tile with a thud.
i walked down my steps into where my living room was, when all of a sudden , a loud cracking sound cam from behind me. My back was numb, My back was wet and dipping on blood. I fell to the ground with  a gunshot in my back. Into my kidney and out my stomach. I lay on the ground slowly losing consciousness. I could feel myself bleeding out. I then blacked out. I woke up several days later in the hospital. When the nurse came in, I asked her what happened to me. She told me that I was shot in and out. They were able to save me from death. I then hit on her a little and we ended getting married and made sweet sweet love every night. Then we had 2 children and I then woke up and realized it was just a dream.
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