WAIT || frerard

December 2nd 1939 and 17 year old Gerard Way is trying to hold back his tears as his mother bundles him onto the train at their local station equipped with his small bag of belongings, gas mask and a couple of sandwiches on the way. The majority of his friends had either already been sent off to war or been evacuated to the country side a couple of months ago. Every child on the train was sad. Every child on the train was worried. And every child was never sure if they would feel love as strong as their parents again.