The Old Track
by Emma M., Age 12
, Grade 7, Easton Middle School, Easton, MARYLAND USA
Teacher: Stinson
I just got off the train
From a long way back
It dropped me far along
From where I didn’t belong
So, I started walking
And then I remembered
My jacket was left
With a phone in its leather
The Old Track
I thought to myself
Where could I be
10 minutes later
of walking all alone
I stopped at a sound
That didn’t make sense
But I kept forcing my feet to move
Right then left
Step by step
The Old Track
Then I noticed
I am deeply lost
But then
I felt the trees
Above me move
Shh Shh Shh
The leaves were rumbling
I walked a little more
When I saw a light
A bright one
Closer
And closer
Far in the woods
Had a flipped
Train
I looked around
To only find ragged leather
All torn up near
The Old Track