Chapter 2

Seconds after the ghost of Emmett Brown disappeared, another one appeared. Biff recognised the face. It was Goldie Wilson, the Hill Valley Mayor, but he looked younger.

"Hey, aren't you Goldie Wilson?" Biff said.

"Why, yes I am! But not the one you know now. I'm the Goldie Wilson from 1955, I worked at Lou's Café. I am also the ghost of Christmas Past!" Goldie said.

"Great. Hey Goldie, why don't you pick up a broom and get me out of this mess." Biff said.

"Woo-wee!" Goldie whistled. "No sir! I'm showing you your past, like it or lump it. Fasten your seat belt boy!"

Goldie clicked his fingers and Biff's view went topsy turvy.

Then in a flash, Biff and Goldie left Biff's room and transported outside a house. It was morning. Biff recognised the house, it was his house where his spent his childhood in.

"Hey, this is my house! I mean, my house I used to live in before.." Biff started.

"Before your parents were killed in December 1953." Goldie said.

"Oh yeah." Biff said.

"This is the year 1946, it's Christmas morning and you are celebrating Christmas with your family. Let's see it." Goldie said.

Goldie moved to a window. Biff followed him. He looked in and saw-himself!

Indeed, it was true, 8 year old Biff was in there with his mother, father and his brother Jake.

"Let's go inside and hear what they are saying." Goldie said.

Goldie grabbed Biff's arm and in a flash of light they were inside the house.

"It's ok, they can't see us." Goldie said.

"Wow! Look at the size of these presents!" Young Biff said.

"Is that what I really sounded like?" Biff said.

"Now, Biff, let Jake open his present first." Mrs Tannen said.

"Ok." Young Biff said.

"Merry Christmas Jake!" Mr Tannen said. He handed Jake his present.

"Thanks Dad." Jake said. He opened the present. A toy truck was in the box.

"Neat! Look at this! It's a truck!" Jake said.

"Yes siree!" Mr Tannen said. "A real manure truck!"

"Oooh let me open mine now!" Young Biff said.

"Ok son. Merry Christmas!" Mr Tannen said. He handed Young Biff his present.

Young Biff opened his present. Inside was a black shiny toy car, a Ford '46. Biff noticed that that was the same car that he would own in 9 years.

"Oh this is so cool! It's neat!" Young Biff chirped. "Thanks!"

Young Biff started to play with it.

"Look at me I'm driving in my car!" Young Biff said, swerving it around. He hit it against the truck.

"Oh no! I'm all covered in manure!" Young Biff said.

Biff heard some Christmas Carols being sung by some townspeople.

"Oh look! Christmas Carols! Let's join them! That would be neat!" Young Biff said.

"All right then." Mr Tannen said. "Get your coats first boys."

The two boys got their coats and they joined their parents and went outside.

"Man that was touching." Biff said. "After my parents were killed, Jake was sent to an orphanage, while I was sent to my Grandmother's house."

"Right. And as you can see, when you were much younger, you had the spirit of Christmas inside you. But when your parents were killed and you were separated from your brother, your spirit of Christmas went away with them." Goldie said.

"Isn't there anyway to change this?" Biff said.

"No I'm afraid not. Time machines don't exist. But you can change the future!" Goldie said.

"How?" Biff said.

Goldie clicked his fingers. Biff and Goldie returned to the present.

"Sorry Biff, I'm the ghost of Christmas Past. I can't help you." Goldie said. "Well, my work here is done."

"Wait! What happens now?" Biff said.

"The ghost of Christmas Present will be here. Ta ta!" Goldie said.

Goldie put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. He disappeared in a flash of light.



TO BE CONTINUED--------(