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Rated: K - English - Drama/Angst - Reviews: 11 - Updated: 08-18-08 - Published: 07-25-06 - Complete - id:3066554
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Author's Note: After driving away from the Peabodys farm, Marty is distraught over being trapped in the past.

November 5, 1955
6:28 PM PST

This had to be the worst day of Marty's life. Come to think of it, he wasn't even all too certain of what day it was. It rather seemed, though, that he was trapped in the year 1955. He just felt very helpless. After all, he had watched his older scientist friend get shot. As if that wasn't bad enough, he was stuck in a foreign time period!

Granted, Marty loved stories about time travel - and he often wondered what it would be like, if he had a chance to travel through time. He sure didn't expect for time travel to be possible, though. This sure was much worse, than what he had dreamed about.

For one thing, Marty didn't really intend to go back in time. He was being chased around the parking lot of Twin Pines Mall - and, somehow, he sure managed to switch on the time circuits. Before he actually realized it, he was no longer in the year 1985!

At the moment, Marty wanted nothing more than to be back in his bedroom - lying on his bed. However, for obvious reasons, that was out of the question. He had no clue of where to go. In fact, in this time period, he sure wasn't even Marty McFly! He was just without an identity, as he shouldn't even be existing. Yet, he was existing!

Tears came to Marty's eyes, as he glanced at the Lyons Estates sign. It seemed to be quite depressing, as he realized that the house that his family lived in wasn't yet built. He slumped down beside the sign, as tears suddenly began to roll down his cheeks.

The house that was on the Lyon Estates sign resembled his family's home, except for the fact that the house was a different colour. Looking at the house rather made him feel homesick, in spite of the fact that his family was actually rather dysfunctional.

If only Marty had some way to return to 1985, he might actually be able to enjoy this experience a little more. History was never his strong subject, and he sure felt that a lot of it was just depressing. Still, he really had to admit that the idea of visiting other time periods sounded like fun. However, it wasn't so fun - when it was only one way!

Within a very short amount of time, from Marty's perspective, there were really two attempts made on his life. The first time was by the Libyan terrorists, who were also the ones that shot Doc. The second time was by an elderly farmer, Otis Peabody.

Before that night in 1985, his life had never been threatened. In all honestly, he very rarely ever thought about death. The thought sure was too morbid for him. He rather had a tough time believing that his scientist friend was dead. It was so devastating.

Marty really felt lost. He was stuck in a year where he hadn't even yet been born, and nobody would know who he was. While he knew that Doc was alive in this era, he sure was afraid to approach the scientist. After all, this really was twenty years before Doc had met Marty. To the Doc of 1955, Marty McFly would simply be a complete stranger.

Marty had never felt so hopeless. He pulled his knees up to his chest, folded his arms across his knees, and buried his head into his arms. Marty simply began to sob, as he actually had no idea what to do. Would he ever be able to return to the year 1985?

Doc was really his only hope of ever returning home. However, he had no idea where the scientist even lived. He couldn't just knock on every house in Hill Valley, and ask if Dr. Brown lived there. People would think that he was crazy, which he didn't want.

Marty quite wished that there was some more plutonium - so that he could just return to his proper time period. However, the remaining plutonium pellets was simply left on the parking lot - back in the year 1985! He wondered if, in this time period, Doc would have safer means to obtain some more plutonium. He didn't want to lose Doc, again.

Marty realized that, since he was in the past, he might be able find a way to prevent Doc from being shot. Was it even possible to change history, though? He didn't quite understand why his scientist friend found it necessary to make a deal with terrorists.

Of course, Marty had some other close friends - who happened to be closer to him, in age. Ever since he had first met Doc, though, he sure had regarded the scientist as a mentor. In a way, he was simply the kind of person that his parents could never be.

He felt very nervous about approaching the Doc of this year. Would the younger Doc even like Marty, or would he just think that Marty was an annoying young kid? He felt horrified, as he realized that this really was all too similar to the attitude of his father. Still, he certainly couldn't stand the idea of his very close friend thinking badly of him.

Marty's thoughts turned to his girlfriend, Jennifer. Would he even be able to see her, again? What if he never really made it back to 1985, and he starved to death? He did have some money on him. He wasn't exactly sure of how long it would last, though.

If you put your mind to it, you could accomplish anything. It was what Doc was often telling Marty. However, this wasn't exactly a normal situation. What he couldn't quite return home? How would he even be able to support himself? Marty felt very scared.

Marty wept brokenly, as he wished that this was a nightmare that he could just wake up from. However, this certainly didn't feel like a dream. Granted, it sure was early in the morning - when Doc had wanted him to go to Twin Pines Mall. He wished that Doc had explained to him about the experiment, instead of simply springing it onto him.

Of course, had Doc tried to explain to Marty about his project, Marty was likely to not believe him. In that case, it was perfectly understandable. After all, there really were some people in Hill Valley who had some less-than-stellar opinions on the scientist.

The question was, now that Marty was trapped in 1955, would Doc believe him? After all, Doc was quite the only person who could help him. If he tried to tell anyone else, they woud think that he was crazy. He might even end up getting committed.

However, what if Doc himself tried to get Marty committed? The very thought ended up really upsetting Marty. As Marty was so afraid of death, he never would consider killing himself as an option. However, the idea of really spending the rest of his life in some mental institution sure didn't sit well with him. It would be a waste of a lifetime.

Marty's home life was never all too happy. His father really was spineless, and he let people walk all over him. As for his mother, she really was almost always drunk - and she had a tendancy to lash out in anger. Dave and Linda weren't much better off.

He thought of what his parents would think, if he suddenly disappeared. Would they even care that he was gone, or would they just feel relieved to finally be free of the "brat"? Some of the time, it really seemed as though his mother didn't even love him.

It seemed like Marty would never be able to stop crying. He had always dreamed of becoming a rich rock star - but, if he was stuck here, that sure could never happen. He figured that the people of this time period would be very fightened of hard rock. So much certainly has seemed to have changed, within the space of thirty years.

Marty really thought what it would be like - if, somehow, he was able to survive thirty years. By the time 1985 finally rolled around, he would be 47 years old! He simply felt certain that Jennifer wouldn't want to date an older man. It would be rather creepy!

Marty already hated the year 1955, even though he hadn't seen much of it. Most of the things that Marty enjoyed wouldn't yet exist. Furthermore, he quite had no idea how one was to act. It was almost like going to a foreign country, but much worse.

He supposed it could've been a lot worse. He could've just ended up 300 years back in time, where the land would consist entirely of Natives. Of course, there sure would be no Doc would help him out. He realized that he quite had something to be thankful for! He still couldn't help but feel depressed, though. What if Doc couldn't help him out?

Doc had to help him out, though. Marty certainly didn't belong here - and, being a scientist, Doc really would have to understand that. He just figured that Doc would also have to be open-minded enough to accept that he actually was from the future.

Marty's sobs began to subside, as he began to feel a glimmer of hope. He had always beeing very trusting of Doc. He figured that, even in 1955, he would really be able to trust his friend. After all is said and done, Doc always was a good-hearted person.

Marty finally wiped his eyes, as he stood up. He realized that, if he actually hoped to return to 1985, he rather had to overcome his fears. He decided to head over to the Courthouse Square, as he figured that the courthouse would still be there. He simply hoped be able to find a telephone book. He was rather determined to look for Doc.

The thought of heading to town made Marty feel quite nervous. He always was a real easy-going person, and he never had much difficulty with making friends. Still, he had no idea what the people of this year would actually think of his futuristic tendancies.

On a positive note, if Marty ever was to return to 1985, he might have an easier time writing a history report on Hill Valley. Perhaps, with more preparation, time travel just wouldn't be so bad. In fact, he and Doc might even be able to have some fun with it.

As Marty crossed the street, he noticed how empty it looked. This was a far cry from how it would look, thirty years in the future. He swallowed, as he just began to head down the street. He quite hoped and prayed that, once he found his scientist friend, he would be able to return home. He could maybe save Doc's life, while he was at it.

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