The One Way Train

Awaking on the roaring train. While not remembering a thing. I start lifting my head slightly off the window glass. The stiffness from my neck held onto me for a little while. As I eased my head off the glass.I began to wonder where am I going .The silver train just kept on going. The inside dark gray seats rail lights. Lit away to the other part of the train.

I began to wonder once more. How did I get here and where am I headed to. I must be lost I figured. I started searching my gray jean pants. Luckily I had my book bag right beside me. A train ticket or some sort of money must be inside of it. I became a little bit happy as I began searching the bag. I figure something is better than nothing. My heart felt glad.

It was like someone was with me. Since it tuck up space next to me on this empty train.I dug and dug all I could find was a pair of shorts and a shirt and papers that had my name on them. Such as old mail. I wonder what I was doing with the these letter and a pair of changing clothes. Now I became worried and needed to figure out where I was headed. I seemed so blank just as my heart beat began to beat again. The scared heart beat worried me. This was a feeling I hadn't felt before.

All I knew was the feeling of selfless was taking over. I began searching in and out of my jacket pockets. It didn't add up. Not one train ticket or stash of money. I could't come to terms that there was no way off the train. Seeming we were far from a stop. Looking out the windows and watching the rain softly poor. I soon realized that I was empty and without everything I needed.

I seemed to want a helping hand but there wasn't anyone to lean on. An idea sparked. The train rail lights made me come to realization that there must be away. I figure if I get up on the train and begin to walk upward on the train. I might run into someone or something useful but the area I was in. Had no phone or being.This was the least I could do. I could walk and walk until I came across someone or something.

I began picking up my book bag and began holding a rail while pulling myself up. To a standing position. With my right leg I tuck the first step. Into not being lost but being found. The night fell on every window and kept reminding me. That if I don't remember something soon. There is a chance I will be lost forever. I kept on striding in search of help.

I sooner later came across an old man. I was so glad to see him. My heart began to beat out my chest. I asked him," Do you speak English ?"he said yes. "Sir I am lost and need to find out where I am coming from and where I am going." He said, "Sure this train is heading to New York City."Do you know of New York City?" he asked. "Yes I can recall learning about it." Slowly my memory started picking back up. I remembered that I had no ticket or money to even make my way back home.

I began explaining to the old man how I might of lost any form of a train ticket I might of had. I even explained that I had no money to help me buy another train ticket back home. I rushed back into my bag and grabbed a letter. This must be where I live. Yet I have know way to get there. After explaining everything to the Elderly man. He showed me his ID card to his shop and explained to me that I could come stay and work for him until I make enough money to make it back home. He explained that the first stop was his stop off the train.

"We should be arriving there shortly," he said. After about thirty minutes passed. The train began to slow down and adjust it self for its first stop. The man began grabbing his suitcase and backpack. He stood up and stated here is our stop. I stood up and began waiting . When all of a sudden the train brake system made a loud pop sound or something was malfunctioning. The train began picking up speed again this time picking up speed.

That was faster than before. We both dropped what we was doing and began holding on for dear life. "There must be a driver," he said. "I will go see what is going on." The old man began pushing threw the force of the train. Approaching the driver he realized that the driver was panicking and yelling. "We are going to crash!"There is no know way to stop the train. The brake lines has given up and now they are completely out." What are we going to do asked the old man?"The driver yelled over the rattling train.

I tried calling I tried pulling the emergency brakes. Nothing seemed to work. I will stay here and steer the train. Until I get it to brake and stop. The old man Joe tuck a step back and saw that the train was going to need some serious help to stop. Joe began making his way back to Vanessa. He finally approached her and began explaining everything the driver said. Vanessa became worried and scared. That they might lose their life.They both sat and began awaiting their destiny on this nonstop train.