I run after my dad, and after 5 minutes I think I finally arrive to his house. I look around, trying to spot if I could see my dad anywhere, and soon enough I do. I look upwards and spot my dad, watching him weirdly as he lays up in a tree, spying on a girl getting undressed. I look up at my dad again, a little bit surprised. "He's a peeping tom!" I exclaim.
Right after I say that, my dad shifts and breaks his grip on the tree. I watch in agony as he falls to the floor, a car approaching him. I run across without thinking, pushing my dad out of the road and yelling, "dad!", without really caring for my well-being. The car approaching hits me like lightning and I put my hands in front of me to defend myself, but its no use. The hit is hard, and I fall back, knocking my head in the process. I lie on the street and try to look up, but fail. My head plops back down, and slowly my vision goes out of focus... this time, I was done for.
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Back to the Future I (Told from Marty Mcfly's POV)
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