So this is the prologue, I have the next chapter typed it's just a matter of posting it.
Have you ever noticed how trains whistle pains, sounds so sad? It sounds like its screaming, piercing the air. Yelling out for the world to hear its sorrows. Well, that's how I felt, like screaming all my sadness, loneliness, broken-heartedness into the bleak night sky. Instead I pushed open the door two the train station.
I glumly bought my ticket and slumped into the nearest bench, thinking over all the events that had led to this moment. With each thought, my heart felt heavier and heavier. I bit my lip, trying to fight back tears, but I was undoubtedly unsuccessful. I started sobbing in the almost empty train station.
"Excuse me miss, is everything all right?" I turned around to find a boy with rich, olive skin and dark brown hair. His kind eyes staring back at me as I stared. He looked to be about 16, same as me. I decided he was safe enough to talk to.
"No, not really." I wearily replied.
"Oh," He looked as if he didn't know what to say, "What's wrong?"
I sighed, "Well…it's a long story."
"You're in luck," He smiled, "I've got a long time." Not knowing why, I decided to tell this stranger me story.
"It all began about two months ago when…"
Super short I know, but the next chapter is longer, much longer.
Tell me what you think.