*My Last Chance* (part 1

(a story I wrote, if you read this long @$$ thing, I know ur a fan of mine! I love you guys so much!

I remember when she was so happy. Nothing could bring her down that night. The party was slammed with kegs and weed. Id never been to a party like that. I wasnt really sure if I wanted to be there in the first place, but Tiff was looking forward to it. Our parents said we werent aloud to go the night before but we snuck out and went anyway. We had to go to the "hottest party of the year". Now as I sit in this machine waiting to go back to that awful night 35 years later I regret everything. Im 51 years old and never had a family, kids, or anything. I gave up on school. The man in the front of the machine says were there. We were a mile away from the house and I didnt really know what I was doing. All I knew was that I had to stop what was going to happen to my sister and I had an hour and three minutes until the exact time she died. The man said I had to be back in two hours or else Im stuck here. He then gave me a watch to time myself. I stepped out onto the road as a cold chill of fear ran up my spine. I started to run, my old body could still kick it, but I stopped when I got to the front of the house.

I remember that night sitting on the couch with a beer in my hand but never drinking it. That same bottle was in my lap the whole night and no one seemed to notice. I think the only reason it was there was to make me not look like a total outcast. Before we got to the party that night, Tiff promised me she wouldnt drink. As the night went on she drank more and more forgetting her promise obviously. Tiff had to have drank more than her body could handle because she wasnt acting like herself anymore. A guy came up to me and asked if I wanted to dance but I was hesitant. My sister and I looked alike, thank alike, but we didnt act alike. Tiff was more social and outgoing than I ever was. She was the star cheerleader and all that junk. Every guy wanted her and every girl wanted to be her. I focused more on school and what my life was going to be out of those four walls of hell. I decided to dance with him anyway. His name was Jim and he was really nice. I remember glancing at Tiff about ten times through out the song. She began to act weird and kept falling around everywhere. A pill called ecstasy was out at the time and I was afraid one of the guys she was with gave it to her. I know Tiff and she wouldve taken it just to fit in. I began to stop worrying so much the more I talked to Jim. I didnt care so much about Tiffany. I was always her guide, her mentor, and the mom she never had. (Our mom died when we were 3.) Jim told me all about his life and what he wanted to do with it and soon I lost interest in everything but him. He wasnt interested in my looks, my body, or any of that stuff. I remember stepping outside on the back porch and leaving my baby sister in there with those people. I never knew what happened to my sister. I never knew how it happened or who did it because Jim caught my attention. I didnt blame him then, and I still dont. I just blame myself. I blame myself everyday. I was there to protect my sister and I didnt. Ill never forgive myself unless this mission is accomplished, and I never will.

Stepping off of memory lane I walked up to the door. I had a job to do and my sisters life meant more to me than mine did. I looked through the window again and saw me. I actually saw my 16-year old self. I was in the cutest outfit dancing with Jim. The biggest smile was spread across my face and I couldnt help but hate myself more and more for stepping outside on the back porch with him at that moment. What was wrong with me? I couldve saved her. Looking through the glass I saw her. She was so beautiful. Tears streamed down my face. I miss her so much. She was dancing, well falling really. The guy she was dancing with looked like he was having fun. He whispered something and then laughed about it. Tiff sort of laughed too but then looked around the room. I knew the person she was looking for was me. She wanted a way out and I wasnt there to give it to her. The guys she was with then took her upstairs.-

I remember sitting outside with Jim having the best conversation Ive ever had with a guy. After a while though I decided to leave and find Tiff. The party was getting to its highest point and I was worried about her. Before I could ever get up I heard screams.

2nd part...