Train Station

The Starting of freedom

Ever since I left my father's house I never felt freedom in my life. I guess that's what mom felt as well, freedom.

I sat on the train acting out Harry Potter scenes from the movie. The train was just like it too. I got out some money, walked out of my little room and went to find some food. I found a kart at the end with food on it, no one was near it. I turned around and got as much food as I could and stuffed it in my bag. I thought it would be better if I left a dollar on the kart.

I got to my room again and I got out a bag of chips and started eating it. My mouth salivates as I put the chips in my desperate mouth. I reached for a soda inside my backpack and opened the top. The sip was like a billion rain drops fell into my mouth.

This is what freedom was like, doing whatever the hell I want. Having life inside me. I stood up on my feet and opened the window of my room. The wind was blowing in my face and I started laughing. It grew bigger, a big smiled smacked on my face. I yelled for joy and freedom.

I woke up in a dark room not in my train room anymore I sat up and looked around trying to find an exit. A spotlight was above my head making a circle around me. Before me I saw a pair of feet, I looked up and it was my mother. I asked her why she was here. She told me that I left her and she didn't leave us. It was my fault for everything, my father and my brother, my sister. I screamed at her and I woke up in my train bed. I ran my fingers through my hair, breathing deeply.

The sun came up behind the mountains. I got dressed into my clothes and the train stopped. I got off, I only have 20 minutes to do things so I got my long board and found a store to get a souvenir. I guess I will do that with every stop the train will make.

The train finally started to move again and we were about 9 hours to the next stop.