I was a normal person until my grandmother passed away. My grandmother & I were close. We spent everyday day together & I didn't want her to die. I didn't want her to leave. I knew it was that time when my family & I were all in black watching her go down in her coffin. There was tears, my mother screaming for her to come back. I walked away because I could look at my grandmother anymore. I didn't want to see her that way. It was a hard moment for me, I didn't have nobody. Nobody else to talk to, I am so alone. My mother & I didn't have a bond like we did. I remember when I was little & my grandmother would always make me cookies, pies, just everything. I would also stay there all the time, my mother got annoyed by the idea that I loved her more. Anyways back to reality, I was sitting in my dark room laying on the bed while my mom goes on a date. I was just sitting there in a big hoodie & listening to music. Until I heard a knock on my living room door. I peeked out my little window in my room to see that a man in black was trying to get in.
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The Secret Railroad.
SpiritualitéI was walking home from school & I passed by some kind of old railroad. I knew this wasn't the right way to my house. I just kept walking until I got goosebumps, my eyes were blurry. I couldn't see nothing. No phone reception, Nobody's around, N...
