The train was rushing past her, and it threatened to blow the hat off her head. Raising one hand to grip it, she anxiously tried to smother down her dress as well.
Doing a half-turn, she slowly started walking opposite of the train, watching from the corner of her eye as it passed her, peoples faces becoming blurs as it sped up.
i like trains. i know that sounds dumb but.. i love the idea of being whisked away to some faraway place. you always see actors and actresses in movies looking out train windows and all you can think of is.. endless possibilities. and i want that in my life. i dont know where im going, but i have endless possibility. i just need a window to see it.
i got on the train, and looked about for a seat. there were none available (of course) so i set myself to standing. there was space near the back, so i toted my suitcase towards it and stood near a very handsome man.
im in love with a boy, he is amazing and everything i wanted him to be. untill he left me, now we are “friends” but all i ever think about is his eyes, and our last goodbyes. One day i only want him to love me agai, like he used too. But i don think that will ever happen, nothing will ever be the same.
I’ve never gone anywhere by train. It’s kind of weird how like 100 years ago trains were an incredible, revolutionary way to travel and unlocked the western US, but now it’s… somewhat of a novelty. Maybe in another 100 years we’ll have jetpacks. Hell yeah.
long and powerful big and scary has lots of whels cant spell wheals so long counting cars while erging makes erging go faster which is normally boring 7
trains are wonderful things. they can make so many dreams come true. for the traveling spirit train whistles are a inviting sound. for the olden day folks trains are a reminder of a wonderful time. for people like me they allow an escape. to a time unknown……….
First she heard it: the first whistle, loud and low. Then she felt it: the trembling platform, shaking at the sudden change of atmosphere. Finally, she saw it: large, red, steam floating from the steal pole at its front. But before it could pass her, she jumped.
is a moving thing. hits people. death. holocuast. jews. survival. life. choo choo. thomas the …. tank engine? train engine? hmph! hey souls sister drops of jupiter.
the polar express was a movie that I watched in the fourth grade. I was 9 years old and we were all sitting around the television that the teacher put in front of the classroom. We were holding our little styrofoam cups full of hot chocolate and we had our p
She sat waiting on the bench still. The clock ticked on and on endlessly. Finally she heard the train’s long slow whistle pour into the station. She got up eagerly ready to reach out to him.
Clanking and riding, the machine slowly trudges down the tracks. Steam left it’s top in think, gray ribbons.
Passengers inside sigh and moan, awaiting their destination.
But however will one be able to see the train amongst the fog and smoke?
I waited for her to come, her steel and strong body to take me away so that I can maybe watch the wildflowers whirl in the meadows.
The train, where are you train! Please take me away from this jungle of high metal and crowded streets to where I belong and will never cease.
training wheels don’t fit me anymore. choo choo. who’s there? no one.
its raining on the train. the ghosts will get me. i’m scared for my life. flowery beds, pushing daisies. oh my. where am i? no clue where i am.
I take trains from Boston to New York sometimes and vice versa. It’s all good and they are very comfortable and I like to think of myself as being a passenger on the Hogwarts Express. No such luck though, I always end up at Penn Station, not Hogwarts. Or Platform 9 and 3/4.
train, chug, beer, alcohol, party, new years, china, asia, japan, hiroshima, night, english class, ireland, irish accents, accents, australian accents, australia, australian men, down under, under, underwear.
My train of thought
is blank
like a fresh piece of paper
no image
just cool white relaxation
i have no opinion right now
no worries
no fear
I just am
one
person
living
breathing being
me
The train eventuallly slowed to a stop and the teenagers and pre-teens began to grab their things and get of the train. It was time for another year of Hogwarts, and after last year, no one was really sure what would happen. I mean, what else could happen when you went to the same school as the Boy Who Lived? You know, the one who defeated You Know Who. But, back to the question. What could happen?
I am not skilled with or at anything you may think I am, I am simply good at pretending to learn, if I must. I cannot bear the thought of discipline or any form of practice; it is too stable. And I am not.
Faster than you can ride across two slats of metal, a roaring engine in chugging its way down the tracks and she don’t stop for nobody. I want to be that train. I want to watch somebody cross my tracks and I’m gonna blow my horn and tear them in two – 70mph steel and anger.
I like trains. They roll and roll and usually stop only when they want to. Actually, I lied. They stop when the conductors tell them to stop. There’s a train that goes behind my house, and you know, I suddenly really want to write a story about trains.
You remember Thomas the Train right? The talking one that kind of freaked me out when I was little? Yeah. That one. I mean, it was okay for a while, but then he just started getting really, really creepy.
My friend has a group that sings about trains. It’s kind of funny.
train
train is a choo choo that i think i can i think i can
train is an electro really cool, and using a super conductor, yet probably a real conductor to conduct it. I have to train to get better at writing stupid stuff.
to impress someone or no one.
I have to train
there are left handed clowns and right handed ones. some clowns ride on the backs of elephants or horses, some ride on toy trains. some people are scared of clowns, i’m sorry and wish they could like them, they don’t seem harmful to me but you never know!
go fast lalala its cool. a and b they crash withc is dumb because why would two trains be on the same track. who is the moron who thought of that. i would like to have a word with them becuase come on!! who do you think
I love train. they make me think of romantic trips across the country in my grandparents’ time. It also makes me think of europe because we don’t have many trains here. I like city subway trains too, but for a different reason. I just think the whole thing is kind of surreal, going underground and coming out somewhere completely different.
It was hard to be here, waiting for the train that would present his next mission. Arthur stood beside him, sensing that something was wrong yet not quite understanding; the rest of the team was oblivious, lost in their own pre-mission jitters. Cobb didn’t quite trust the one, but he was a solid architect; and anyway, he would have to do.
This train went down in history that night. Once it arrived in New York, the police found 18 dead, 4 injured and 23 missing. Among the four injured passengers were the conductor, his son, a politician and a young foreign woman. None of them spoke when the police found them hiding together. None but the conductor’s son.
It doesn’t matter where you’re going. It matters who you’re going with. These were my thoughts as I boarded the train, Xander’s arm around my shoulder. Though we’d been forced to go on this journey against our wills, I was determined to- not have a good time, per se, but we WOULD be together. And that was all that mattered, here in our fucked up Society.
running a train of thought to the end from the beginning dead grass one time i burned off my bangs bending me head down far enough to block wind. We were sitting on a trussel in a train yard between the high school and the diner. She went to rehab a few years back and now she’s clean and she doesn’t want to remember any of it ever happened.
The train was scheduled to leave at 10:52 PM. Jonathan knew if he got on, he would never come home. He could never look back; never change his mind. He was running away from responsibility, something a real man would never do.
The train was rushing past her, and it threatened to blow the hat off her head. Raising one hand to grip it, she anxiously tried to smother down her dress as well.
Doing a half-turn, she slowly started walking opposite of the train, watching from the corner of her eye as it passed her, peoples faces becoming blurs as it sped up.
By Lynn URL on 06.15.2011
The train is quieter than I expected, but maybe that’s because all I want to hear is him.
By Veerin URL on 06.15.2011
i like trains. i know that sounds dumb but.. i love the idea of being whisked away to some faraway place. you always see actors and actresses in movies looking out train windows and all you can think of is.. endless possibilities. and i want that in my life. i dont know where im going, but i have endless possibility. i just need a window to see it.
By Dreamer on 06.15.2011
i got on the train, and looked about for a seat. there were none available (of course) so i set myself to standing. there was space near the back, so i toted my suitcase towards it and stood near a very handsome man.
By melissa on 06.15.2011
im in love with a boy, he is amazing and everything i wanted him to be. untill he left me, now we are “friends” but all i ever think about is his eyes, and our last goodbyes. One day i only want him to love me agai, like he used too. But i don think that will ever happen, nothing will ever be the same.
By molly brown on 06.15.2011
I’ve never gone anywhere by train. It’s kind of weird how like 100 years ago trains were an incredible, revolutionary way to travel and unlocked the western US, but now it’s… somewhat of a novelty. Maybe in another 100 years we’ll have jetpacks. Hell yeah.
By Lol on 06.15.2011
long and powerful big and scary has lots of whels cant spell wheals so long counting cars while erging makes erging go faster which is normally boring 7
By jack on 06.15.2011
trains are wonderful things. they can make so many dreams come true. for the traveling spirit train whistles are a inviting sound. for the olden day folks trains are a reminder of a wonderful time. for people like me they allow an escape. to a time unknown……….
By Sarah Sheren on 06.15.2011
First she heard it: the first whistle, loud and low. Then she felt it: the trembling platform, shaking at the sudden change of atmosphere. Finally, she saw it: large, red, steam floating from the steal pole at its front. But before it could pass her, she jumped.
By Megan Abigail URL on 06.15.2011
is a moving thing. hits people. death. holocuast. jews. survival. life. choo choo. thomas the …. tank engine? train engine? hmph! hey souls sister drops of jupiter.
By jamie on 06.15.2011
the sunset was incredible.
By evelyn on 06.15.2011
the polar express was a movie that I watched in the fourth grade. I was 9 years old and we were all sitting around the television that the teacher put in front of the classroom. We were holding our little styrofoam cups full of hot chocolate and we had our p
By Evelyn on 06.15.2011
She sat waiting on the bench still. The clock ticked on and on endlessly. Finally she heard the train’s long slow whistle pour into the station. She got up eagerly ready to reach out to him.
By Erica URL on 06.15.2011
Shining, it rumbles towards me. Pebbles quake as my heart trembles, looking ahead. I can see this end, though unable to flee.
By Tiki URL on 06.15.2011
going away. escaping. the city. leaving your problems. starting new. the band. midnight. runaway. hope. lonely. music. curiosity. danger.
By Sami on 06.15.2011
Tracks, they glide along and slink past the environment, a conduit for transit, a cover for nature. The train fascinates.
By Nathan on 06.15.2011
your waiting for a train, you have an idea of where it may take you but you cant know for sure, but it doesnt matter, because we’ll be together.
By abby on 06.15.2011
Clanking and riding, the machine slowly trudges down the tracks. Steam left it’s top in think, gray ribbons.
Passengers inside sigh and moan, awaiting their destination.
By emi URL on 06.15.2011
But however will one be able to see the train amongst the fog and smoke?
I waited for her to come, her steel and strong body to take me away so that I can maybe watch the wildflowers whirl in the meadows.
The train, where are you train! Please take me away from this jungle of high metal and crowded streets to where I belong and will never cease.
By V. Vergara URL on 06.15.2011
training wheels don’t fit me anymore. choo choo. who’s there? no one.
its raining on the train. the ghosts will get me. i’m scared for my life. flowery beds, pushing daisies. oh my. where am i? no clue where i am.
By Jessica on 06.15.2011
I take trains from Boston to New York sometimes and vice versa. It’s all good and they are very comfortable and I like to think of myself as being a passenger on the Hogwarts Express. No such luck though, I always end up at Penn Station, not Hogwarts. Or Platform 9 and 3/4.
By Ellie on 06.15.2011
Trains wrap themselves around the landscape. Hugging the hills and balancing on mountainsides. All through the country, they twist and turn.
By Steph URL on 06.15.2011
train, chug, beer, alcohol, party, new years, china, asia, japan, hiroshima, night, english class, ireland, irish accents, accents, australian accents, australia, australian men, down under, under, underwear.
By Evelyn URL on 06.15.2011
My train of thought
is blank
like a fresh piece of paper
no image
just cool white relaxation
i have no opinion right now
no worries
no fear
I just am
one
person
living
breathing being
me
By Dan on 06.15.2011
i arrived in the train. i got off and it was rainy. i saw a man and his dog pissing on the platform. my first train ride in europe.
By kaorita on 06.15.2011
The train eventuallly slowed to a stop and the teenagers and pre-teens began to grab their things and get of the train. It was time for another year of Hogwarts, and after last year, no one was really sure what would happen. I mean, what else could happen when you went to the same school as the Boy Who Lived? You know, the one who defeated You Know Who. But, back to the question. What could happen?
Well, no one really knows.
By Elizabeth Ives URL on 06.15.2011
I am not skilled with or at anything you may think I am, I am simply good at pretending to learn, if I must. I cannot bear the thought of discipline or any form of practice; it is too stable. And I am not.
By Elea Andrea Almazora URL on 06.15.2011
Choo choo, baby. She’s a’comin’.
Faster than you can ride across two slats of metal, a roaring engine in chugging its way down the tracks and she don’t stop for nobody. I want to be that train. I want to watch somebody cross my tracks and I’m gonna blow my horn and tear them in two – 70mph steel and anger.
Try and cross me again.
By Ninasafiri URL on 06.15.2011
I like trains. They roll and roll and usually stop only when they want to. Actually, I lied. They stop when the conductors tell them to stop. There’s a train that goes behind my house, and you know, I suddenly really want to write a story about trains.
You remember Thomas the Train right? The talking one that kind of freaked me out when I was little? Yeah. That one. I mean, it was okay for a while, but then he just started getting really, really creepy.
My friend has a group that sings about trains. It’s kind of funny.
By Jen on 06.15.2011
train
train is a choo choo that i think i can i think i can
train is an electro really cool, and using a super conductor, yet probably a real conductor to conduct it. I have to train to get better at writing stupid stuff.
to impress someone or no one.
I have to train
By travis on 06.15.2011
there are left handed clowns and right handed ones. some clowns ride on the backs of elephants or horses, some ride on toy trains. some people are scared of clowns, i’m sorry and wish they could like them, they don’t seem harmful to me but you never know!
By cleany URL on 06.15.2011
Train. Chugga chugaa choo choo.
Wheels on steel,
loud
they used to wake me up
at six in the morning
Not anymore
I’ve gotten used to them
kind of like my current
situation
They think that they’re all powerful
they know just what they can do
but then…
they flip
and their world
crashes
and burns
Trains.
What odd things they are.
They bring what is needed to those that need
By Jen URL on 06.15.2011
go fast lalala its cool. a and b they crash withc is dumb because why would two trains be on the same track. who is the moron who thought of that. i would like to have a word with them becuase come on!! who do you think
By alex on 06.15.2011
I love train. they make me think of romantic trips across the country in my grandparents’ time. It also makes me think of europe because we don’t have many trains here. I like city subway trains too, but for a different reason. I just think the whole thing is kind of surreal, going underground and coming out somewhere completely different.
By Carla on 06.15.2011
It was hard to be here, waiting for the train that would present his next mission. Arthur stood beside him, sensing that something was wrong yet not quite understanding; the rest of the team was oblivious, lost in their own pre-mission jitters. Cobb didn’t quite trust the one, but he was a solid architect; and anyway, he would have to do.
By Courka URL on 06.15.2011
fast moving vehicle in motion, loud, box cars, destruction, feeding hungry people, bringing in wealth to a community. Carries many people
By KD on 06.15.2011
This train went down in history that night. Once it arrived in New York, the police found 18 dead, 4 injured and 23 missing. Among the four injured passengers were the conductor, his son, a politician and a young foreign woman. None of them spoke when the police found them hiding together. None but the conductor’s son.
“Help us.”
By Zera on 06.15.2011
It doesn’t matter where you’re going. It matters who you’re going with. These were my thoughts as I boarded the train, Xander’s arm around my shoulder. Though we’d been forced to go on this journey against our wills, I was determined to- not have a good time, per se, but we WOULD be together. And that was all that mattered, here in our fucked up Society.
By Phoebe on 06.15.2011
running a train of thought to the end from the beginning dead grass one time i burned off my bangs bending me head down far enough to block wind. We were sitting on a trussel in a train yard between the high school and the diner. She went to rehab a few years back and now she’s clean and she doesn’t want to remember any of it ever happened.
By Bears on 06.15.2011
The train was scheduled to leave at 10:52 PM. Jonathan knew if he got on, he would never come home. He could never look back; never change his mind. He was running away from responsibility, something a real man would never do.
By Karen Greenberg URL on 06.15.2011