Hold on, if I'm with Timmy right now, does that mean he escaped? Or does that mean I'm trapped now? My mom always told me to think about the best outcome, but neither are good. If he escaped, who knows if he thinks it's my fault. If I'm stuck, it's obvious what's bad there. I asked Timmy if he could check on the old guy and he ran over. While he was gone, I wrote down LVR in my notebook and got in (like if you get the reference). I waited a while before stopping it and got out. I was back in 2004. I was still on the beach though. Trapped in the portal world, I attempted to make a portal to my house. It worked. As I stepped out, I saw my 1st-grade self still asleep. There were so many things that went wrong growing up I would always write on a sticky note to travel back in time and tell myself what was right. But now was not the time to do that. I walked past the stuff I knew my mom threw away in the 3rd-grade and into the living room. I needed to make at least some mark, so I left a note on the fridge stating that Obama won twice for president. It felt so relieving writing that, but all of a sudden I lost my train of thought. Did I leave a note in the past to change my current self? Yes, I did. Realizing my chance to change for once, I wrote on a sticky note to invest in SSBM. Before I knew it, I started creating all kinds of things that would change me. I don't exactly remember them all, but I do know I wrote down 'Johnny and Dally die in The Outsiders' (Sorry if you're a 7th grader reading this.) Afterward, I stared at the fridge in admiration. Wait 'till see this I thought. But suddenly I noticed I was thinking differently. Had those notes already changed me? Surely that can't be possible. But as I sat at the table longer and longer thinking about notes, I completely forgot about what I was doing. I picked up my old Gamecube controller and started playing some Luigi's Mansion. After an hour I think, there was knocking on the door. I jumped up and opened it, making a fatal mistake. A guy wearing a flashy orange suit grabbed me and stuffed me in something (excuse me?). I tried getting out, assuming it would take 2 seconds, but when I looked up it seemed that I shrank. I was in a leather pouch with only a sliver of light coming from the top. I looked around to see if anyone suffered my same fate, and there was both Maxwell and Timmy.
Maxwell seemed to be asleep, but when Timmy saw I noticed him he asked, "Who are you?"
I was confused. I told him, "It's me, Chris. Don't you remember me Timmy?"
He seemed startled when I said his name. "How do you know me?"
"We met on the beach, remember?"
"I've never been to the beach before."
"But you were just there."
"No, I wasn't."
"Do you have a twin?"
"Of course I don't."
That was when I stopped bickering and realized the one the beach was an imposter. Otherwise, he would know me. I ran to Maxwell and turned him over. He was completely out of it. I bent down and shook him a bit to try to wake him up, but absolutely nothing. I looked for my notebook so I could put an alarm clock next to his ear and set it off, but when I pulled it out and wrote alarm clock nothing happened. I checked the front of the notebook and realized it was different. A plain black notebook. Maxwell and Timmy also had different notebooks.