Madeline Heitman
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The train jolts to a stop abruptly catapulting me awake from a dream. Rubbing my tired eyes, confused and slightly annoyed that such a jolt needed to happen. But all the while I realized I never remembered entering this train. In a small panic I start looking around for familiar faces, and then out the window for familar spaces.
By Madeline Heitman3 years ago in Fiction





