Tuesday, March 24, 2009

The Train Arrives at 11:30
The Train leaves at 11:45

She stood there, with her pathetic suitcase filled with three shirts, two pairs of pants, and a journal. She stood there with her pathetic suitcase beside her waiting for the train. She arrived at 11:15 in hopes of the new beginning to happen soon. It was a cold but a sunny winter day and the Train would arrive in 15 minutes. In 15 minutes she would be boarding a train to a new life. Her heart beat faster with the anticipations of forgetting a world that seemed to be forgetting about her happiness. A glance at her watch, it read 11:20. So close she could taste it, how strange it felt to be waiting for something so simple as a train. 11:26 is when everything changed, not 11:45. 

She stood there with her pathetic suitcase filled with three shirts, two pairs of pants, and a journal. She stood there with her pathetic suitcase glancing at her watch waiting for time to go. She saw the minute hand on her watch change from 11:25 to 11:26 and that is when the Silence came. There amongst the noise, that comforting noise, a Silence fell into her ears. Not any silence, not the silence you hear when you walk into a quiet room, that silence with that annoying buzz. This silence was so pure, so real. At 11:30 the silence continued but the train pulled into the station. She stood there, her ears clogged with one of the most real sounds she had heard in her lifetime. There, on the Edge of everything that ever was and on the edge of everything that could be a stranger named silence walked in. This stranger unpacked the world and the memories of what was, This stranger unpacked a world of everything that could be. At 11:40 she had a choice. 

There was a pathetic suitcase filled with three shirts, two pairs of pants and a journal. There in the Train station at 11:46 was a Lonely suitcase filled with someone's world. There in a Train station where the Train had already left was a Lonely suitcase and a sense of wonder. At 11:50 a stranger walked by and saw a piece of paper attached to the pathetic lonely suitcase. He picked it up and read the three lines upon it:

"If you could would you erase it? 
and then, the silence came. 
Thats when everything changed."


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