The leaf swayed through the sky from the tree to the ground, it landed softly and flew away with another gush of wind. The leaves were leaving there green and looked bright red and orange. She sat close to the edge of her railing looking into the soft warm scenery. Her legs hung off the railing and her head peaked through the gaps. While she watched leaf after leaf fall she noticed it looked as though it was raining leaves, she smiled. Down the stairs she went looking down at leaves that scattered over the dried grass. A crisp breeze came by swaying the trees somewhat hard, she looked up and lots of leaves rained over her. She spotted a leaf, It was a bit brighter then the rest as well as bigger. She walked towards it picking it up admiring how pretty it looked. In front of her stood the forest she always loves to go to, and like any kid she went in. The trees were tall and different sizes. The squirrels ran up trees and birds were still flying by and resting. She walked further taking in how beautiful it looked in the forest when it was fall. She followed her typical path through the forest, when she suddenly slowed down, there was a new trail. She followed this new trail, confused how she hadn't seen it before. The wind grew colder and forest was more quiet then usual. There was a lot more leaves here and she kick her way through. She walked and walked feeling as though the forest was becoming darker the more she walked in. In the distance there seemed to be a brighter section of the forest trail. As she walked closer the sounds of the forest had come back but she was greeted by a sign, the sign looked polished and new. She had also noticed train tracks in front of her. She stared for a while not knowing how to sum up what she was seeing. Train tracks, fresh train tracks should she add. She had never heard any type of train come by here and no one's ever mentioned something like this to be in the forest. She walked between the train tracks over to the other side. Towards the other side felt like a slanted hill, behind a bush was a lot of stone stairs. These however looked old and not clean the way the sign and train tracks looked. She was amazed this could be in a forest, the stairs seem to go up for a while. The stairs had green muck and loads of leaves. She sat on the cold stone stairs feeling the soft breeze. She took out a book and pencil from her gray shoulder bag and started drawing what she saw. The long and dim trail, the sign, the tracks, the long stone stairs and the squirrels she saw. The birds chipped behind her and leaves would hit her back with the wind while she drew. It was becoming dimer while she continued, once done with her sketch she stood up and walked back out the trail. The sun was setting and she walked quicker. The reached the end and ran out of the forest in time to hear her mom call her name for dinner. She walked into her house and sat on her dining room chair.
"Susu? Where out in the forest?"
"Yes?"
"You know I don't like it when you go in there all alone."
"Yea I know mom I'm sorry, it just looked so fun."
Her mom gave her a half serious face and gave her her dinner.
Susu zoned out watching the gravy fall to the sides of her mashed potatoes. She'd felt as though what she had seen was all just imagined, as if it were all some weird unexplainable dream. Maybe someone still went out into the forest to clean it? She paused but why wouldn't they have cleared the path way or the stone stairs? Maybe there was some quiet train that passes by there during the day. All the scenarios she thought could all be true. That place was beautiful and calming, she couldn't wait for the next day to go back and see that place. She would explore further and draw what she had seen on her journey. What if she went earlier? Could she be able to see the train-
"Susu, please eat your food." Her mom reminded.
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Susu's Windful train tracks
Non-FictionAfter finding an unknown trail in a forest young Susu found unusual things. She makes friends with animals and other humans of which were different then your usual world. Her adventures through this new world coming across new things.