I was walking home from school on the railroad tracks when I heard a rustling sound from the deciduous trees around me. My eyes instinctively widen and I keep looking over my shoulders. Walk faster, faster, faster... A cutting sound now pierces my ears. I found my eyes wandering from tree to tree trying to discover the source of it. Wait to hear it again...nothing. Lights in the distance are comer towards me. I freeze. It takes me a few seconds to realize that it's a train. It's too late to move.
I'm waking up, laying on the wedge of the path, covered in dirt and it's dark now. There are a few cuts on my arm and stomach. How could a train...cut me?