It wasn't an unusually chilly day. It was, as he would say, pleasant. The trees stood still. Some bare, some not. It wasnt sunny. But it wasnt gloomy. It was just right. With the mountains in the backdrop, the scene was beautiful. The only noises I heard were from the birds. They seemed excited about … Continue reading The Walk to the Train
I took my seat By the window. The sun was bright that day The train slowly chugged along Picking up speed I saw them from the corner of my eye Nervous, shifty and dark They followed us And never left our side. They followed us all along, The shadows.