I sat
on the train, my fingers drumming in anticipation. My eyes kept looking out the
window at the landscape flying by us. Somewhere in the back of my mind I
recognized it from before. Footsteps sounded from some place behind me, making
me sit up straighter in hope it was the one I had not seen in so many
months—fourteen to be exact. Over a year in waiting to come home. It had been
forever since I had seen my sister and the one I loved. The person passed me by
and took another seat somewhere else in the cabin—not seeing her yet caused my
hopes to dwindle.
Slumping in my seat, I must have
dozed off at some point. A loud screeching noise woke me as the train
lurched—my head banging against the window from the sudden stop. Several people
almost slid from their seats, all of us surprised from the abrupt movement. I
looked out the window, searching the landscape. Yelling caught my
attention—although it was more like a scream—and it must have caught the rest
of the train’s too. People all pushed to look out the windows, trying to see
exactly what it was that had stopped our train.
