Keep moving forward

I break everything I touch

If I did the calculations right my dad's future where me and my brother Wilbur are what 13 years old we would've been born in 2026 and make us 13 by 2037 which is supposedly the year it was where the "future" takes place and the other half takes place in like 2007 or something like that or whatever. So, we know how the story ends where it ends at the beginning of kid Lewis's new life. And he gets adopted and they open the house and have the big science lab. Blah, blah, blah. But dad always told us to keep moving forward. Enough that I got so sick of it. At a young age I always liked science. I wanted to be just like my dad. But the problem was I broke everything I touched. Everyone always praised themselves on how succeeding was not good and taught you nothing. How with failing you could keep moving forward. Rome wasn't built in a day the lightbulb wasn't created in a single try. My family is functional being being dysfunctional. In our house everyone is family. Including potted people and we have no idea where they came from.

I tried to be just like my dad but didn't want to show him anything that didn't succeed. Dad never failed. I felt like I didn't belong. And my brother wasn't much helpful. It got to the point that he didn't want to help me anymore. I wrote everything down in a notebook. One thing I tried was a massage chair complete with foot massager that worked based on your voice. And turned off with a safe word. Wilbur was a little reluctant to try it out. But after I told him what it was he jumped at the chance. Part of the problem was is that you had to program it with voices. So, it only knew my voice right now. And you had to say the safe word clearly. If I'd made a mistake somewhere and failed again I wasn't sure if it would hurt or tickle the person in the chair I think I was 12 at the time. And I'd made lots of inventions none of them ever worked.

Come on Farrah where are we going? Wilbur asked as I dragged him behind me. To the west wing. I warned him. No, no, no. He shook his head. No way not again. Everything you build fails just like everyone else's inventions. All you need to do is keep moving forward. I don't wanna go into the west wing of your failure hidden science experiments and inventions that you keep from dad until they're perfect. So never he rolled his eyes. Exactly and that's why you're gonna help your poor dear sweet little twin sister. What kind of bugs are in it? IDK. That's why you're my guinea pig. And I will owe you one later. You always say keep moving forward just like dad does and the rest of the family. And I'm sick of it! I hate failing I wanna be like dad and not fail for once. Science is kind of my only friend I don't have others I'm a lone wolf. Well dad. I guess. But he's still my dad he's not my age and IDK what he was like when he was our age.

And guess what you never will because not even dad has cracked time travel yet. Yeah Wilbur yet! Is it so bad to want to be successful like dad? Because you're not dad he crossed his arms lifting an eyebrow. You're not getting away until you test out my device. And I will tell you my theory and how it works when we get there. *Ug* fine we went into my favorite/ least favorite room. Dad had the garage where he invented things and it didn't matter if I waited or not to show dad when they were ready because he also wasn't home a lot. What is it I'm testing out exactly? He asked me when we came to a stop. Its supposed to be a voice activated massage chair and foot massager. He had this big smile on his face as he sat down. So, if I say on? He started. I already programed it with my voice. I can say the words. Things like on. And I can say off. It knows my voice. But those that are in the chair need to know the password or rather a safe word to get out and say it clearly.

Wanna try it out? Sure what's the worse that can happen? And why did I just say that. Ok then. Just tell me one thing. Anything you know I'd anything for you Wilbur you're my brother and my twin after all. What is your question? I pace back and forth. What is it you think might be the flaw? If there is a flaw and I'm certain there is because I can't ever do anything right. I take a deep breath *sigh* sadly turning my head away as I blink back my tears. It probably either hurts you or tickles you. Wait hold on. Farrah let me out! But it was too late and it didn't take long for my brother to be in hysterics but at least I knew it was the later and the not the former. What's the safe word? He asked me. I tapped my chin in thought. I'm not sure I never got that far. You mean I'm stuck here? I was thinking about it but I'm not sure if I actually did or not. What are you talking about? Originally I was gonna make it be the name of the person who was in the chair but then I thought that would backfire because what if it knew I had a vendetta with the person in the chair and make it more powerful because I thought well at least my biggest theory was instead a massage it was just gonna end up tickling the person anyways which is why I made sure to add the rules I did.