I Guess I Woke Up Too Soon!

I Guess I Woke Up Too Soon! The train was coming after me again. I, a helpless little girl, the evil train tracked. Like so many times before, the distant sounds warned. Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo! Off the rails down the trails, no longer on the track It crosses the highway just like before. Again…getting closer, closer, louder and louder. Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo! Terrified, I run around the house to find safety. Looking frantically for a hiding place. I scamper about to no avail…terrorized. Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo! I can hear it rumbling down my street, now. My alarmed heart races as I run from place to place. But there is no stopping that dreaded train. Chugga, shugga, chugga, whoo whoooooo! That incessant whistling getting louder…Louder! Much louder than before, my…fright grows. Strength perishes while fears increase. Whoo whoooooo! Whoo whoooooo! Across the lawn, through the front door, The train barges in. But it doesn’t see me hiding I breathe softly and crouch behind the couch. My “evil enemy” in silence rolls into the kitchen. No more chugging, no more whistling… The train in stealthy pursuit seeks as I hide. From one concealed place to another, I flee. In silent horror, I run for cover…room-to-room. The train steadily searches methodically hunting— No more chugging, no more whistling…only seeking. Finally, I scamper behind the couch, again. The train heads for the front door just as I hide behind it. He leaves. Chugga, shugga, chugga! Chugga, shugga, chugga, chugga, shugga, chugga! Finally, in the distance I hear it. Whoo whoooooo! Thankfully, I escaped the dreadful...once again. If only I could fly with the birds— I guess I woke up too soon! © © Dane Smith-Johnsen March 13, 2010