Debra White
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Reunited With Grandma
The train tracks were very familiar to fifteen year old Tony. She spent most of her time hanging out there and watching the many different trains come and go. It was a safe place for her A place to go when she didn't want to be at home. Which was most of the time nowadays. She knew most of the trains schedules. When they would pull in to the station and when they would leave. She knew which trains were the nicest ad the fastest. She had one favorite because it always went so fast, never stopping at the station, never even slowing down. It traveled very fast all the time as if it were late for something. When it did go by it was so fast it was almost a blur. She did finally make out a few of the colors on it. It was a very deep blue with just a hint of gray. No writing on it. Nothing that would give you a clue what it was used fo
By Debra White3 years ago in Fiction
My Stash
I was at a point in my life where I didn;t care about any thing or any one. Nothing and no one mattered to me. If there was any thing that was going to happen in my life I was sure it would be nothing but more heartache. Even though I couldn't even imagine how that could happen. After all there really was nothing worse than what I had been through the past few years. The only thing I had to look forward to now was the day when I would exist no more. I longed for that day to come soon.
By Debra White4 years ago in Petlife
