I was plodding along, thinking about how quickly my life had changed from boring to saddening when I found it. Yes indeed, I had found a bike. And old one, no doubt, but all the same, it was a bike.
A bike is a bike. So of course, I immediately grabbed it and hopped on it. I had learned to ride a bike when I was 4 years old, but this bike had a different build. I studied it, and once I got the gist of it, hopped on.
Oh, I traveled so much faster on this marvelous bike. I reached the train tracks by 2:00pm and sat down to wait. I had roughly 19 1/2 hours early until the train came by, since it usually went by at around 9:15am.
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I had fallen asleep, and I started dreaming.
I was racing along the train tracks, trying to keep up with the train. It was speeding up, faster than I could go on my bike. But I looked down, and saw I was on a motorcycle.
"Wait! Wait!" I yelled at the train, though there was nobody to hear me.
The scene changed. I was walking by the ruins of my house, wearing all black. I sneered in disgust. Then I wondered why I was sneering at my beloved house.
The scene changed again. All I could see was darkness. Black, everywhere.
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I woke. My breathing became ragged as I remembered my dream from the night before. What could it mean?
I jumped up. There was only one way to find out. It was 9:00am. The train would come in 15 minutes. I busied myself by trying to flatten my hair by licking my hands, then rubbing them over my head. After 5 minutes of unsuccessful work, I gave up and started putting everything in my bag again, having a bit more food and drink.
When 9:14 arrived, I hopped on my bike, ready to start moving at the slightest sound. The train zoomed by, slower than I would have expected. I rode along side one of the train cars, yelling, "Wait! Please stop! I need help!"
The train miraculously stopped after about 10 minutes of riding and screaming at the top of my lungs. Then I saw why. It was a train station! I could hardly believe my eyes. I hopped on, and what greeted me made me want to jump right back out again.
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The Whispering Winds (Slow Updates)
Teen FictionFormerly titled "The Tragedy of a Lifetime: Part One" Jessica is a lonely country girl who wants something interesting to happen to her, like it does in the books. But Jessica knows that will never happen. But soon enough, something happens that wil...
