The Secret Twin: Chapter 15

I woke to the sound of birds chirping. I was coated in a thin curtain of glittering dewdrops which dampened my clothes and made me shiver in the cool morning breeze. Slowly, my eyelids fluttered open and sunlight flooded my vision. Eventually, the blinding light faded and I realised that I was sprawled on the hard, wooden floor of the train station. My trunk lay disgarded by one of the seats and the ground was slicked with rainwater. Just then, a screeching noise pierced the air. I spun around and saw a train barreling toward the station, it’s wheels grating against the rusted tracks. It squeled to a stop just as a droplet of rain dripped onto the top of my head. Before I knew it, the rain was pouring down, drenching me in a sheet of freezing water. I hurriedly grabbed my trunk and hauled it aboard the old, weathered train. I slumped down onto one of the padded seats, which were much comfier than the benches at the train station. I stared out the window. The rain had dispersed almost as quickly as it had come.The grassy landscape was smothered in a kind of subtle tranquility, the kind you normally got after a summer storm, like the rain had washed away all the worlds troubles for one, peaceful moment. As I gazed out beyond the rolling hills, framed by a cotton- candy sky, I thought of the dream I’d had last night, and if it meant what I thought it did. Oh, don’t be silly, the rational part of myself chided. It’s just a nightmare. Still, something stirred in the back of my mind, and I couldn’t help but think that something was about to go very wrong…