Chapter Three

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The events that just happened are still replaying in my mind. Father Time has just come into my room, wants me to call him Steve, I found out that I broke the rules by time traveling by accident, and now, Steve was going to take me to hell.

"You're taking me to hell?!" I screamed

"Yes!" yelled Steve "Humans are forbidden to mess with time and you have to be punished"

"I didn't even know I was time traveling!" I cried in extreme panic "I was just riding my bike and all of a sudden, I fell down a manhole. It wasn't my fault"

"Still, human beings who time travel aren't supposed to stay on his earth" said Steve "So come with me to hell!"

"I won't go with you!" I yelled

I ran all over my bedroom as Steve starts chasing me, wanting to take me. Then, I fake Steve and run out of my bedroom, out of my house and then, I was running on my dirt road. It was pitch black outside with only stars lighting up the sky. The ground was also wet from the previous thunderstorm that ended about an hour ago.

I didn't even care about the harsh running conditions, I still ran. I was able to run about 100 yards until I nearly collapsed of tiredness. There was no possible way I could continue running. Then, Steve appeared right in front of me and I started to back away from him in total fear

"Don't kill me!" I screamed

"Look, I've just had a conversation with God and he said that he needed you to live on this earth longer" said Steve

I wipe my eyebrow in relief. I'm glad that I still have time left.

"But, there's another person that God didn't want to die either" told Steve

"Who?"

"Mike" said Steve "so instead of sending you to hell, God told me to give you a mission, and it's not a fun one"

A mission? From God? This is exciting. I was raised as a Christian and I believe that God put everyone on this earth for a mission. It's nice to know that mine is special. Even though Steve said that my mission wasn't a fun one, I was still excited. I, Sarah Hatcherson was on a special mission from God.

"What's the mission?" I asked

"You have 30 days to save Mike Willis from committing suicide" said Steve

"What?!"

"You heard me"

Great, God sent me on a mission but as Steve said, it's not a fun one. I have to save Mike Willis from committing suicide?! How was I supposed to do that?! I just had a huge fight with him today and we hate each other's guts. Mike treated me like garbage.

"How am I supposed to save some jerk from committing suicide?!" I asked, annoyed

"You're going to have to figure that one out yourself" said Steve "I'd suggest become his friend or something"

"And how come I only have 30 days?!"

"Because, if you save him temporarily, he could commit suicide down the road and I don't have 40 or 60 days to lord over you everyday"

"What happens if I don't save Mike in 30 days?"

"God is saying that you will and all that fate and destiny stuff but if you don't complete this mission, I will take matters into my own hands and throw you into hell and you will burn in fire for the rest of eternity. So you have thirty days and if you don't complete the mission, you're going to hell"

I couldn't save Mike. I'm just a seventeen year old Rhode Island girl. It's a lot of pressure to put on my shoulders that someone's life depends on me. And considering God wants me on this mission, Mike could probably grow up to be a very important person. How was I supposed to save his life? Where do I even begin? I guess this mission scares me considering Mikes so mean.

Then, I still remembered that one day at lunch when I bumped into Mike. I must have blushed red like a tomato or even a brick. I'll always remember that day. Do I like Mike? Ew, not at all. If anything, I hate him more than I would like him. What I didn't get was that if I didn't even like Mike, how come I got such a weird feeling in my stomach when I looked into his eyes for the first time? I moved on from that very quickly but I never forgot it.

After that thought, I was totally convinced to save Mike. But then, I remember how rudely he treated me in 7-11. The way he called me a moron and yelled at me to get out of the store was not okay. I was just an innocent customer asking for help. Mike was a jerk, a bully, how am I supposed to even get him to be my friend if he hates me so much and I can't stand him?

Saving Mike from killing himself would be next to impossible. I didn't want every day for the next thirty days to be abused like that. Today in 7-11 was miserable enough. He just had to much of an attitude and no heart at all. I'm just not the girl for the mission.

"Sorry, I can't" I told Steve

"It look you long enough to make that decision" said Steve "The mud on your pajama pants is never going to wash off. But that doesn't really matter because you're going to be burned in hell anyways"

"God wouldn't want that!" I yelled

"Probably not, but you are technically killing Mike" said Steve "You're making no effort to save Mike what's so ever, so him committing suicide will be your fault. So let's go to hell!"

Danget! When I made my decision, perhaps I should have included the fact that I'm going to burn in hell for eternity if I don't save him.

I wish that God could have put someone else in my shoes. I really feel like I don't have the guts to do this. But still, God put me on this mission for a reason and I trust God, a lot. If I was the one that was supposed to save Mike, I had to deal with it and suffer through the pain.

If I go to hell, not only would I burn, I will also really regret not saving his life. It's better to suffer for 30 days than eternity. Honestly, I'm starting to beat myself over the fact that I almost let Mike die. What the heck was wrong with me? I couldn't believe I was about to let him die because of my pettiness. I really was a terrible person. A selfish, terrible person.

"You're not a terrible person" said Steve

"How did you know I was thinking that?!" I asked

"I can read your mind" said Steve "It's a talent all people from heaven have. You aren't terrible, just nervous about failing this mission. Which you technically would be doing if you don't take it in the first place"

"Saving Mike is a big responsibility" I said

Steve shook his head, making me even more nervous. This is for Mike and making sure he has a chance of a better life in the future. I just hope I could handle not gagging everything I looked at that horrible person.

"I'll do it" I finally said

"Alright but I have to warn you, it won't be easy" said Steve "And I'm not here to help you. I'm just going to be here to warn you"

Then, Steve snapped his fingers and disappeared. Sadly, I had to hike back to my house in the wet mud at night. Great.

As I was hiking, so many thoughts raced through my head. How am I supposed to save Mike? Where do I even start? Can I save him by not talking to him? That would be great because I never wanted to talk to him again.

It was pretty cool to meet Father Time, or Steve. He seemed really tough like an army general or something. Or maybe I just pictured him like that because he almost threw me in hell.




  Well anyways, here I go saving Mikes life

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