The Magic Train Ride CHAPTER 1
One starry evening, my mother nervously beckoned me towards the rosy, pink sofa and looked anxious as if she had terrible news. Without wasting a moment I realized that and asked, “Is there a problem?” as she bit her nails.
“You may not know this but you have to leave soon with your cousin and Aunty on a ride on an expensive train with hundreds of film stars acting in front of the glinting camera posing! Won’t y-you like that? Only one week without us, don’t worry.” How could I NOT worry? I was going to go with 2 people who I NEVER met before for A week! I pleaded mom to let me stay but all actions in vain. She had a job and had to go for a week. Simple. For her. My brain is twisted like 300,0000 knots tangling with each other every second. Morning arose as the sun spread its glory as shafts of light pierced through the glass, windows. It was time to leave. A drop of sweat trickled down my forehead. Aunt Nicky had arrived along with cousin Gloria as they took my hand joyfully.
2 HOURS LATER AT WINSLOW RAILWAY
The railway was named after the great ancestor of Mariah Pink glow, who was one of the best actors of America. All honoured guests were invited into the enormous train, first ridden on 486 January 6th Friday. Only a specialist who has been trained for 13 years could drive the powerful train due to its power and how quick it could reach up to 745 km/h. Yes! That was fast! I cautiously stepped onto the train platform as it strived to hasten and show its fascination around London and Iceland then back round past England back to Britain! Our compartment was near the back of the train. I went to my compartment and decided to chat with Gloria a bit but suddenly the train shook as I crashed to the floor whining in absolute pain and frustration…
WHAT WAS THAT? WHAT’S HAPPENING? CHAPTER 2 COMING SOON!
