"I'll do it." Courtney West said to her Uncle Malachi. Malachi had been taking care of her ever since her parents had died in a brutal car accident when she was young. Malachi was a inventor, and he had recently made a time machine, and was looking for someone to test it.
     "Oh, no. I can't let you do it. I couldn't bear to lose you." Malachi said, sweetly.
     "Well, if it works, you wouldn't lose me. I'll just be gone for 24 hours."
     "Alright. Fine. Just remember, you'll always be my little girl."
     "I'm 16!"
     "I know, but still." There was a long silence. "I've prewired the machine. It will send you exactly 24 hours into the future. You will land right here, in this spot. I'm giving you a key to the apartment, just in case. When you get in, pull the blue lever. That will start the machine.
     "Goodbye."
     "Goodbye." They gave each other a hug. Courtney stepped into the capsule. Inside was a clock, some levers and buttons, and a window. She saw the blue one. She pulled it.
     "Goodbye." She muttered under her breath.