Since nobody has a topic like this, I’ve decided to put this. This story below I made back in 9th Grade of High School back in 2007. This is my story. This isn't my dad's. They said to make a story up of your imagination and so I did. I got an A+ on it and they really enjoyed it. So I've decided to share it. I hope this story you find that it’s ok. I just thought since I went through my files and found the story I decided that I would put it hear on the forum. So please enjoy my story.
Train Story
By: Tom Jr.
While out walking one summer night on July 8th, 2007, Tom ended up in a graveyard in the town of Pioneer Ohio, by some train tracks. Tom decided that since it was such a nice night, he could try and see if he could watch some trains go by. He walked into the graveyard, but little did he know that there was a sign above the graveyard gate entrance that said, NOBODY SHOULD BE HERE UNLESS THEY HAVE PERMISSION. The only thing odd about it, was that the gate was left closed, but it was unlocked, even though it shows it’s off limits. Tom left the gate open. He wandered inside the cemetery.
While he wandered, he heard a train whistle in the distance. Tom looked down the track, but there was no sign of a train coming. He thought maybe it’s to far away yet to see. Then he heard the whistle again, but only this time it was louder. He look again and there still was nothing down the track. Tom waited and waited, but nothing happened.
While Tom waited, he got up and walked over to the opened gate and found old pieces of broken railroad ties, old wheels, and other stuff. He wondered for a minute, maybe there was a train wreck here or someone placed those items here. After that, he went back to the train track to see if the train was still coming. As Tom walked, it got very cold. That was very odd since it was summer season. Maybe it was just a cool breeze from some weather system coming. But then there was a rush of wind that went through him, and it sounded very loud like a train going by. Then after a minute of going through this, it stopped.
Tom turned around and the gate to the cemetery was closed. That was one of the weirdest things that happened to him. He went back to the gate and locked it to make sure it wouldn’t open. Tom went back to the track, but there was no sound of a train or train whistle. He sat down once more and thought, “Maybe that was something normal that happens around here since this is a graveyard, but what could it be?”
Tom sat there thinking to himself that this is impossible. But while thinking, he heard another train whistle in the distance. He got up and looked down the track again, but there was nothing there. Then all of sudden, came that same cold air and hard breeze as before, but only this time, it was shorter. He looked back at the gate and it was open. Tom thought that was extremely weird, because he had just closed the gate 5 minutes ago and no one lives around here to unlock this gate. Nobody lives in a 10 mile radius. There is just this graveyard. He went back and found nothing damaged to the gate.
Then all of a sudden, Tom heard a voice, a very faint voice over in some bushes not far from where he was standing. Whoever it was, they were trying to talk to Tom. Tom walked closer to the bushes and there in them was an old man. He asked Tom why he was here and he told the old man why. Then the old man told Tom a story about a train crash that happened in the graveyard a long time ago. Tom listened to the man, but while listening to the old man, there was another train whistle and the old man told Tom that that’s the Train, Pennsylvania Railroad #50. He told Tom every night, since there was train crash, there have been whistle’s, cold winds, and that gate opening and closing over there. Tom asked, “Why does that gate open every time this happens even though the train tracks are on over to the north side of the graveyard?”. He told Tom another story about when the train crash happened, the train track went through that area, right where the gate is. He told me also that after the crash happened, the people of this county wanted the track ripped up and so they did, and put a new one over to the north side of the graveyard, where you thought a train was coming. But since this happened 45 years ago, that new track they put at the north side of the Cemetery, is old now.
Tom told him he understands now why this happens with the cold wind and other things. Then Tom asked the old man a question, “Where do you live, what’s your name, and why are you hiding here behind the bushes?” The old man told him that he waits for the train to come and pick him up and take him somewhere, but he didn’t want to tell Tom, and he didn’t want to tell Tom his name. Tom told him that there probably won’t be any train to pick him up. But just as he was saying that, Tom felt the ground shaking. Tom turned around and there 40 to 50 feet in front of him, was a full size passenger train with a large steam engine pulling the passenger cars in the graveyard, parked right in front of the gate. The railroad name on the engine tender was Pennsylvania Railroad and the engine #50. He didn’t know what engine or cars they were. He was just in shock.
There was a conductor that got off the train and said, “All Aboard!”. Then the old man Tom was talking to, went up to the conductor and gave him his train ticket. Then the conductor and the old man got on the train and the train started to leave. As it was leaving, Tom waved to the old man, the old man waved back, and then the train went into the woods in front of the gate and the train disappeared. Tom was so scared about this, but after 5 minutes or so, he was calm. Tom thought to himself, “I talked to an old man that got on a train that no longer exists, but maybe he was in the accident of the train crash 45 years ago and was trying all these years to find and get on it, and someone heard his voice, and brought the train finally here”. Maybe that’s why whoever put that sign above the gate entrance, to the graveyard that said, NOBODY SHOULD BE HERE UNLESS THEY HAVE PERMISSION, doesn’t want anybody to be in the graveyard, because they don’t want people to see, hear or feel the train, the train that leads on to Heaven.
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