The train accident was something I'd never seen before. People scattered amiss the wreckage, with nothing to do but survey the damage they'd just been witness too.

I saw the train crew carry away a few body, the names of which I only know of Carol and Robert. I did not know them, but I imagine they were married. A young couple going West to celebrate their new uniformed love. Carol could have been pregnant, ready to start a family. And it all ended for them in just a few second.

The word going around is that this was caused by the downpour we had just a few nights ago. It muddied the tracks and caused us to slip.

I was to meet up with my Mother and Father in just a few short days, with how quickly word travels though, I might be buried before my arrival.

I wish to never relive this day, and to hop on the next train and continue on my way. But the fantasies of Bob and Carol will always live on in my heart and in my imagination. Here's to you!