The bus pulled up to a station not far from where I boarded. I sighed pulling my bag closer to me to use as some sort of pillow. I winced as I touched my grimy hair. I must appear filthy to anyone else who boarded.
"All aboard!" The ticket guy yelled out. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. Soon it'll be over. I'll be somewhere else, I'll start a new life, maybe find someone to love and call mine. It all seems like a distant dream to me, and it is. It's one in the morning and I'm on a train to who knows where with only ten bucks.
I feel a small breeze next to me as a man sits there. He's wearing an expensive looking fur coat and some yeezys. I scoff to myself. Why is he even riding a train like this? He probably has a bright metallic Lamborghini sitting right at home.
I scoot closer to the side of the car. I'm sure he has no intentions of being near and smelly homeless guy.
He shifts uncomfortably multiple times before the train even departs. I see a tear running down his face, but I keep to myself. Much like I have my entire life.
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The Midnight Train (Peterick)
FanfictionJUST A CITY BOY BORN AND RAISED IN SOUTH DETROIT TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOING ANYWHERE JUST A SMALL TOWN GIRL LIVING IN A LONLEY WORLD SHE TOOK THE MIDNIGHT TRAIN GOING ANYWHERE
