When Marty met Doc
I'll never forget the day I met Doc. I had just turned 16 years old. My parents had sent me to the movies, as I was starting to get on their nerves.
I was skateboarding home when a car appeared out of nowhere. My skateboard was swept out from under my feet, and I was knocked to the ground.
This old guy got out and rushed over to me, "Great scott, are you alright?" "Of course not, you just hit me with your car." I said standing up and as I bent over to pick up my skateboard, I turned back towards him. "Wait a minute, where the hell did you come from?"
The man looked around and changed the subject quickly. "It looks like you hurt your ankle. Get in and I'll take you home." I began to protest but then I realised he was right and got in the car.
"What's your name kid?" the man asked. "Marty" I said, I looked at him and asked "What's yours?"
"Doctor Emmett L Brown" he smiled and continued "So, where do you live Marty?"
"Oh, turn left into this road here Doc". We turned into the road and eventually arrived outside my house.
"Thanks for the ride" I said, as I grabbed my skateboard and walked out of the car. "Hey Marty" Doc called, as I started to go inside the house. "Yeah Doc" I asked, turning around. "Why don't you come by my house tomorrow?" he asked. "Sure, why not" I said.
"Great, here's the address" he said, handing me a piece of paper.
"Thanks, see you then" I said, going inside.
"And Marty, sorry for running you over." I smiled as Doc drove off, then I headed inside.