"What the hell am I going to do?" I whisper into darkness. My life is falling a part and now this! What did I do wrong?
It's two o'clock, and I'm out in the pooring rain on old rain road tracks that are very rarely used. It's cold, and I don't think the weather could get any worse.I wish I could be at home, but that would mean I understood my life.
I'm so lost and confused it just feels like my life is'nt worth it. I mean is going through pain and suffering really worth when you don't know the out come of your life?
I had been considering my life for hours when the tracks start to shake uncontrollabley.
I turn around to see a train coming my way. My life is about to end. I will never know the out come of my problems, and maybe that is good.
The train nears and I close my eyes waiting for the powerful blow of the train.