Part 3

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Sorry this is so short, inspiration has been drowning fast so and I couldn't make myself do any more. I promise the next chapter will be longer!  ~Charlotte


How did he get on the train before I did? didn't I just hear him calling me as I left!? Unfortunately the only empty seat was right in front of him.

When I turned around to check that he wasn't looking at me I saw him smirking. Why did I have to get stranded here? if it wasn't for that idiotic child I would be home right now!

(FLASHBACK)

As I picked up my bag I felt a slight change in weight, I quickly stepped aside to let a young boy and his mother pass by me. I then reach inside the bag, my heart stops. where were my things!? I frantically pull things out and throw them onto the seat. Clothes, toys and a lunch bag. it was that kids bag! not mine! This couldn't be happening! I run down the boarding bridge just as the boy and his mother get into the elevator and leave, with my purse!!! I slump down onto one of the chairs and start to think about what to do. I was to tired and stressed to cry or even sleep, what was I going to do?

(PRESENT TIME)

I sigh and reach for my phone, thank god I still had that. I start scrolling through Wattpad (wink wink) and eventually get too tired to keep my eyes open, so I fall asleep. 

when I wake up its morning and the sun is beating down on me. I look outside and see a beautiful city, full of animals, building and parks. that's when I notice I am no longer on the train. It takes everything I have not to scream. My eyes frantically dart around the car I'm sitting in and I notice I don't have any type of restraint on. I slowly get out of the seat and reach for the car door. Fortunately, The door was unlocked. I step outside and take in the beauty of the place. A basically deserted road with a park on one side and many buildings on the other.

It was just after sunrise when I feel somebody tap on my shoulder. I spun around and have a mini heart attack when I notice who it is. It wasn't the boy from the train... 

It was my father.



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