Trainstation Stories

It's been almost 7 years since he had talked about Lucy. When Natsu encounters his daughter, Nashi, she is curious to know about him and about the woman in the gold locket he had dropped.

Left Behind is a haunting journey through the corridors of childhood trauma and the bittersweet ache of migration. When the doors of the past slam shut, who is left on the platform, and who is trapped on the moving train? Also available in Persian/Farsi.

Nagtugma ang aming mga mata napahawak na lamang ako sa aking dibdib naninikip na para bang may kulang sa akin hanggang sa namalayan ko na lang na may namumuong luha sa aking mga mata bakit... bakit.... Ako lumuha ako'y naguguluhan litong-lito ako hindi maalis ang pagtitig ko sa kanya para bang matagal ko na siyang kilala... Alam ko sa sarili ko na gusto ko siyang ulit makita at gusto kong magkakilala kami magkausap kahit sandali lamang nais ko siyang makilala ngunit alam koring malabo sa dami ng tao dito sa train station baka hindi ko na siyang muling makita.... Cover not mine. Credits to rightful owner. Author's note: Sorry for the wrong grammar and wrong spelling If meron po kayo nabasa. Please vote, comment, and don't forget to follow this story thank you for reading bawal po ang basher ditoooo...

I'll meet you at the train station. Wish this was true. Maybe one day. I'll meet you at the train station. Yes it's true. That one day came

This is a short horror story.

July 07, 2007 --- The blissful summer that changed Michael and Emma's life. Her Past. It tore the star - crossed lovers apart. His Present. Is now all about her past. He searched for Emma for the next six years, and every July 07, he'd find her. Their Future. Will be changed by Emma's past. Is that one day worth fighting for? Or it should be just a blissful memory?

This story is a collection of flash fiction or micro fiction. It can be read as a whole story but each chapter is a story in its own right and up for interpretation.

Follow a young man's first train ride to the Grand Central Station, in New York. Set in 1916. micro-fiction project for writer's workshop class

Amber Sims, friend of the friendless, is holding onto a twenty-year-old tattoo memory of a homeless past--hoping that it will rekindle a friendship and maybe more for her on Valentine's Day. But life doesn't often turn out the way we want it. Can Amber detour in time to find love, or will she be alone forever? Mark Ford is his own boss at Ford's Footwear, but when it comes to love, romance doesn't fit him well. Will Mark's troubled past prevent a relationship with Amber, or is she the part of the couple puzzle that fits perfectly into his life of solitude?

A suspicious charity train. A boy who wants to swap places. A father trying to make his son smile. Three illustrate stories that will take your breath away. Enjoy.

Here is a short story I wrote a while ago.

A man on his way to work suddenly finds himself accompanied by a rather strange partner...

"Did he ever really smile?" Theo is an air-headed, equally narcoleptic as he is romantic, and a teenager, who thinks Mother Nature is against him. How does he get the attention of the curious boy at the train station? By making a fool of himself. That's what. ☁️ Elliot is a quiet admirer, who appears lackadaisical and coy but has a mind threatening to burst with oneiric thoughts. What happens when the air-headed teenager pops Elliot's mind with the encouragement of his Aunt Winnie and he can't hold back any longer? ⚠️ This story contains a character who has narcolepsy, which is a chronic sleep disorder. Symptoms can include: sudden attacks of sleep at unknown times, cataplexy (sudden loss of mobility), hallucinations, constant fatigue, loss of muscle control, etc. DO NOT EXPECT THIS TO BE EXACTLY HOW SOMEONE COPES WITH NARCOLEPSY I am not subject to this disorder, and I personally do not know anyone with it. I have only read certain cases of people who are victims of it. This may not be accurate. I am extremely sorry if is not!

Looking back at the past, Emily knew she wouldn't regret leaving. She would be third one to go. Now that she is traveling all by herself, she takes on challenges to reach her unknown destination.

You are waiting for your lover to arrive home from holiday when you got a huge suprise while waiting for t/n.

A young woman fled her hometown to escape the pervasive animosity directed towards her. Her brother searched diligently across various locations until he ultimately resolved to cease his efforts. A young man chose to assist her brother in his quest to locate her. What may transpire thereafter? Will the young man successfully find her? Will he abandon his search?

He is a quiet eighteen year old boy who finds more solace in the pages of his sketchbook than the world around him. He's forever believed his artistic way of thinking is not, and never will be desirable because it is what makes him unable to fit in with all the rest; isn't it? So he finds himself always caught somewhere between here and there, unable to fit in but unable to walk away. But to some his way of thinking is desirable -- revered even; to them he's invaluable. To them his ability to dream in color is magic. To them he is special. And it is not until he meets a wayward wizard that he realizes the importance of his colors.

The railway station was a world of whistles and wonders, where stories drifted in with the steam and lingered like echoes on the brass rails. Angel sat poised on an old wooden bench, her silver-blue coat gleaming against the soft fog. The whistle blew-a sound so grand it made the pigeons salute-and the train exhaled as if it had been holding its breath for a century. Angel was waiting for her grandmama's arrival from Mirthshire. She had polished her fur, rehearsed three ways to say, "welcome back," and even practised a curtsy that involved all four paws. That's when she saw him. A flash of crimson. A bushy tail. A satchel bursting with cookie crumbs and something suspiciously like blueprints. He didn't have a ticket. He didn't have a plan. And judging by the way he ducked behind a steam vent, he didn't have permission either. Angel narrowed her eyes. The station was about to become much more interesting.

FIRST I WANNA GIVE CREDIT TO @katterbox_ ON INSTA FOR THE COVER ART THANK YOU FOR LETTING ME USE IT!! . . . . . . Ghostbur is getting used to being alone in the train station but still absolutly hates it... But then a familier yet strange pair meet him as they come of the train and meet him

George, a man that works in a small city in London, England rides the train every day to his office. Another man, Clay (Dream) always rides trains in Asia for fun with no purpose. One day, Clay accidentally took the train to the same train station George goes to...