Wait this still can be a dream right? I squeezed myself hard in my hand but I was still in the train with the ticket collector who is telling me what is happening.
"That's what is happening now. But you don't have much time," he said while looking concerned at me.
He looked me in the eyes and said: "you need to say goodbye."
Tears were coming out and I let out a sigh. "I'm gonna say goodbye." The ticket collector nodded as I was sitting down.
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Tommy sees the whitish light outside the train window become whiter
Then he turns and sees that the ticket collector had vanished again.
A sense of calm suddenly envelops him, and he texts his mother.
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Tommy [21:23]
Mom, I found out what happened.
Mom [21:24]
Tommy, I just got a call from the hospital!
Mom [21:24]
They said you had a brain aneurysm.
Mom [21:25]
You're not on some crazy train.
Mom [21:25]
You're delirious!
Mom [21:25]
I'm in a taxi now.
Mom [21:25]
I'll be at the hospital soon.
Mom [21:26]
I love you.
Mom [21:27]
I know I haven't been good about showing it lately.
Tommy [21:28]
Mom, I love you too.
Mom [21:29]
I feel terrible that I said those things to you.
Mom [21:29]
Tommy, I've been prioritized my job over you for too long.
Mom [21:29]
From now on, I'm going to be a better mother, I promise.
Tommy [21:30]
Thanks, Mom. I know you would've done your best.
Tommy [21:31]
I love you so much.
Tommy [21:32]
Goodbye, for now.
Tommy [21:32]
And when this train comes for you someday.
Tommy [21:33]
I'll meet you at the last stop.
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The last stop
Short StoryPaint this; you're stuck on a train. A crazy train. Your mother doesn't believe you and thinks you smoked weed or something. There is nobody else on the train except for the ticket collector who disappeared. The speed is going faster and faster, y...
