What are we doing here? The question came to me again and again. Where are we going? I decided not to ask because the last person who tried got thrown of the train. We were running on the same track above a deep and wide ravine for 30 minutes all ready. I sighed as I tuck my sandy brown hair to the back, the sky was quite blue today. I do agree with that. Though I used to hate reading, now I am extra bored. I simply just took out a book and read it.
"The train will be arriving at
