July 18, 1946 11:00 pm
We just left Kings Cross and I am on my way to a world of manors.
I saw a lot of kids passing through the cars. I was still searching one. I couldnt find until I was at the very back of the train. It was very artistic.
It had paintings, drawings, and photographs along the seats.
Three other kids older than me met inside.
I didn't see for long Becouse third station wad next.
Trey left I was all alone. Then new kids came to me. Same thing happen. Over and over again.
I get tired and fell asleep. I was woken up to loud crash and everything was flipped.
Everything was deathly still after that.
Very smoky.
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