The Time Traveler
By Gabriel McNeese
Chapter 1
The Science Project
“Settle down class. I have an important announcement to make,” said Mr. Kerry of the Middleton High School in Dalton, Georgia.
Mr. Kerry was a major in the science field. He wore nerdy looking glasses and snorted when he laughed. He was always wearing a plaid shirt with khaki pants and Converse tennis shoes.
“I have a science project for all of you to do. You can make it anything you want. I don’t how big it is. If you just do something you’ll get a 100 for the project.”
The entire class moaned when he said a science project. “For those of you that never do anything in this class and would rather flunk it than pass it will hard. On the other hand, for those of you that like doing this kind of stuff you’ll enjoy thoroughly.”
A student on the front row of the student raised his hand to ask a question. “Yes sir,” said Mr. Kerry.
“What can the project be about?”
“Well anything you want it to be. It can be anything that you want it to be. Let me make the exceptions for those in here that don’t know the difference when I say this. I don’t want to see anything that has any kind of vulgarity or sexual themes. I don’t want to see anything that has body parts being chopped off.”
“For example: cars, space ships, boats, or if you think you can do it, try your hand at making a time machine. The sky is the limit. I want it to be big enough for a normal personal to stand in. You have the rest of the semester to finish which is roughly 6 months.”
As Mr. Kerry was explaining the details of the project Billy Anderson was sitting in the back looking out the window day dreaming. Then he heard the word time machine. Billy had been fascinated with the fact about traveling through time. He always wanted to see the great events that took place from then to now. Nothing excited him more.
Billy Anderson was an average every day kid. He was 14 turned 15 in a couple of months. He had brown hair and eyes. You would constantly see him in baggy clothes. He was five foot four in height. He weighed in around 105 pounds.
“Mr. Billy Anderson are you listening to me?”
“Billy perked up and pretended he had heard every word that the teacher had said.
“Yes sir. Word for word,” said Billy lying.
The teacher shot him a glare. “For your sake, I hope you did. I’m not repeating it.”
Mr. Kerry looked at his watch. “Well class its time for you to go and always be safe please and have a great weekend.
3 months later…
“Hey dad come down to the basement and check out my time machine,” said Billy from in the basement.
Billy’s dad, Richard, was nearly equally proportioned to his son body. He had the same brown hair and eyes except he wore glasses and was taller and heavier.
“I’ll be down in a minute.”
A few minutes later the hefty head of the house came down the stairs drying his hands off with a towel. “Where is it?” said Richard.
Billy had it covered with a old bed sheet. Billy came around from the under the stairs and pulled the sheet off.
The machine was egg shaped in a way, except for the bottom of it. It had wheels with stabilizers on the bottom. It was a shiny red color. There were various tubes coming out of the machine and solar power pads all across the machine. On the back of it was a compartment with a car battery. On the front of the machine was the door. There was a latch on the bottom that made the door open from the bottom to the top. When the door was close to being half way open hydraulic hinges would push it the rest of the way up.
“What to do think dad?” said Billy being overly excited with his accomplishment.
“Billy this is incredible. The thing looks like it would actually travel through time. You’re sure to get a hundred on your project at school. The great thing is that you finished it in just 3 months. You did good son I’m proud of you,” said Billy’s dad going to give his son a side ways hug.
“You don’t think it’ll travel through time?” said Billy
“You think a boy could actually make a time machine when thousand of scientists say it’s physically in impossible to travel through time. Come upstairs and wash up its time for dinner.
There was no doubt in Billy’s mind the machine could travel through time. After dinner he was going to test it.
The Time Traveler: Chapter 2
The Time Traveler
Chapter 2: Testing the Machine
Billy had his favorite dinner. It consisted of pizza and garlic bread. Billy couldn’t think of anything better than that.
Billy washed his plate and his drinking glass and went back to the basement to test his machine. However, he told his dad that he was just putting some finishing touches on it.
While his dad was upstairs watching the Monday night football game Billy was preparing for the trip of a life time. Billy had already though of newspaper headlines that it would make in America.
Boy Travels through Time
Have scientists baffled
Billy new it was a long shot. He opened the door and stepped inside the machine. He closed when he was seated. He put his seatbelt on then turned the controls on. He set the time for April 19, 1775 7 AM. Billy was fascinated with and always wanted to see the first shots that started the War for Independence. He made sure copied his exact time of leaving his house. It was September 20, 2005 5 PM in the evening.
He pressed the start button. Nothing happened. Billy was sorely disappointed. He had spent all this time on the project and nothing happened. If scientists can’t figure out how to travel through time how would a little 15 year old boy be able to do it? He unbuckled his seatbelt and was read to open the door when a rumble began to start. Billy quickly sat back down and put his seatbelt on. The viewing windows on the door revealed light coming from the machine. The machine began shaking even more violently until a flash of light appeared and Billy was floating through blackness.
He looked out the viewing glass only to see blackness. “I’m in another dimension,” Billy thought to himself. There was a flash of light then he was in a forest.
Billy carefully opened the door and peered around about his surroundings.
He jumped back in the machine quickly. He felt his body to see if he was shot. He was still fine. He looked out his viewing glass and noticed British troops and about 70 minutemen. The British must’ve stumbled upon the village that the minutemen were currently housing in. “This must be Lexington,” Billy thought to himself.
“Disperse, ye villains,” cried a British commander. The commander wanted the 70 men to give up there weapons.
Then Captain John Parker yelled out amongst the men, “Stand your ground. Don’t fire unless fired upon; but if they mean to have war, let it begin here!”
Billy was on the edge of the woods in behind the village. “That’s the good old American spirit,” thought Billy.
Billy moved out from the trees then behind a cottage and peeked around the edge.
BANG!
Billy didn’t have the opportunity to see who fired the first shot but it was supposedly a shot heard ‘round the world.
After the first shot many other shots were fired. After the fight was over Billy peeked his head out once more. There were eight minutemen that were killed and 10 wounded. The British left a few minutes and moved on.
He decided it was safe to move out from behind the small house. Billy observed small blood stains that had splattered on the walls. He then saw the body’s from the small battles. The eight men gave there life for this village. Someone spoke to Billy.
“Aren’t you going to help clean up the body’s?” said a young girl that was the same age as Billy. She had an old country dress on. “Well say something. You look like you have seen a ghost.”
“It’s just that I have never seen a dead body’s before in my life. Where I’m from the killing isn’t as rampant as it is here,” said Billy looking at the bodies.
“Is that so,” said the girl viewing Billy’s clothes. “Where are you from? Your clothes aren’t from around here.”
Billy paused for a few minutes. “I’m from a far away land.”
“Well it doesn’t matter. Help me move these bodies to a proper burial ground,” said the girl.
“What is your name?” said Billy walking with her.
“You may call me Lara Hitchenson. Lara will be just fine though.
Lara had long blonde hair and blue eyes. Billy guessed that she was the same age as he was. Lara had a very slender body.
“She must be a very strong person to go through all this. I don’t know if I can do this,” thought Billy walking along side of Lara.
“We’re both going to pull these bodies to the edge of the forest where they’ll be buried by Harris O’ Connor.”
Billy looked at the men that were slain. He felt a really bad swirling sensation in his body. He threw up his dinner then fell to the ground.
