Ashley turner

Everything every dream

Shaken from my sleep from the sound of the train rattling along the tracks. I woke up to the gaze of a woman and her young daughter sitting across from me. The woman’s eyes nearly peering into my soul. I wasn’t certain but I could only imagine she knew just like I did that I wasn’t supposed to be on this train. Here I was dressed in a black hoodie, jeans, black combat boots covered in dried up mud and pieces of grass. I stood out like a sore thumb.