A Train Accident

She was running. Her legs carrying her as fast and as far as they could. She was pulling her suitcase in her right hand and her boyfriend in her left. It was six fifty- five p.m. and she was going to be late. She could see it, the train was pulling into the station. If she knew what was going to happen during this train ride though she probably wouldn't have went on it. Like I is said earlier though she didn't know. "Crystal," her boyfriend called, "slow down." Crystal let go of his hand and whispered " sorry, Mike I just don't want to be late for my last year of college." They kissed as a sign of forgiveness and kept moving. They were getting ready to leave each other for another year. Her stuff was in the train and the whistle was blowing warning them of their last two minutes together. Their arms slipping around each others' necks, eyes closing, and lips coming closer and closer together, as they kissed mike slipped something in Crystals pocket.The whistle blew again and they went their opposite ways waiting for school to come to an end.
Crystal was looking for a seat there was only one seat left but it was partly taken. It was a two seater, a boy was sitting there alone. She always thought that two seaters were a way to have time with someone alone. Crystal didn't want to take the chance of doing something stupid, so, she went out back where you can stand and have wind hitting your face. There was only two problems with this area. One it wasn't the safest spot on the train and two she was outside, so their was a possibility of falling off the train. Crystal loved the thought of finishing college and getting a job as a story teller to kids. While the wind hits her in the face brushing her brown hair behind her she thought about Mike. This was the only bad part about college having to leave him behind. All she really wanted to do was hide him in her suitcase.
Then she felt some ones hand around her. She turned sharply on her heel to see who it was and why he was touching her. It was only a ticket collector so she gave him her ticket and he left. for some reason she could never think of what his professional name was, oh well. She was day dreaming when all of a sudden she got hit on the head with something. She was knocked out. When her eyes opened she was exactly where she was before except the door was locked and covered by lots of wood. Crystal then realized that she was gagged and bound naked. The edges of her vision before that were blurry, now was not. She saw a man taking off his clothes and she did not like what she was seeing. He then naked too, went over to her. She knew what he was thinking and she wanted to get out of there. His hand now was coming towards her and she tried to move and yell. All that really happened was that she wiggled a little and seemed to hum.
The man just laughed and started doing exactly what he wanted to do. She was being raped and there was nothing she could do about it. The only thought in her head that was even remotely nice was where is Mike, her prince in shining armor promised to always protect her. Is this the cost of a job? When he was done with her he hit her again on the head but this time harder. When she woke up this time she didn't remember anything after she gave her ticket to the ticket collector. What was his professional name? She was now getting up from her laying down position she was in and brushed the dirt off her clothes. Crystal put her hand in her pocket which she just remembered Mike had put something in. It felt like a flower she pulled it out and it was a... "boom!" Crystal's body was thrown off the train on to pavement. Then the train blew up.

a hospital surviver

The sirens were going off around her motionless body. the train was gone long gone along with most of its passengers off in heven. she though landed on the sidewalk barely breathing and losing a lot of blood. The sirens though got closer and closer until finally they were there. It was the fire department, the police, and the hospital. The sound, she swore she knew that sound before. Then, everything got really dark and very quiet.

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Bildmaterialien: google.com & flowerinfo.org
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 08.02.2012

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to the boys in my school, for whatever reason they just always bother me.