![]() However, even my body could not steer me from my path, and I swallowed. The cold food lingered in my mouth, its stiff, unpleasant taste causing my mouth to push it out my lips instead of down my throat. Did she learn nothing from that day? No, it wasn’t her who let him down. The traffic today was terrible.” Mother placed the food she’d purchased on the table, and I did my best to hide my anger. After five minutes, the front door lurched open, and they hobbled inside. Setting the table, I sat down and waited, but Mother and Father were nowhere to be seen. After finishing trigonometry, I moved onto language arts, and when the clock struck 5:25, I left to go downstairs. Making my way over to my desk, I unzipped my backpack and pulled out my homework. I tried to keep my head high as I entered, but the sight caused my head to turn towards the ground. The bottom was mine, the blankets and sheets clean, and the top was covered in dust, unused since last year. Posters cluttering the wall, some overlapping, a desk along the right wall, and a bunk bed along the left. Inside there was very little to see or, more precisely, little I was willing to see. Walking up the stairs one at a time, I made my way to the room I shared with myself. Three minutes and forty-three seconds later, I was in my family’s home. The train slowed to a stop, and I stepped from it. No traffic or people to slow it down, and I’ll be there when I need to be there. No matter, the day, this train will always be the same, always reliable. Images flashed by me, but they were all the same. Glancing out the window, I saw the elementary school where I used to go disappear behind walls of grey. There were to be no interruptions to the schedule. 6:04 wake up, 6:08 shower, 6:25 breakfast, 6:50 leave the house, 7:00 board the train to school, 7:30 arrive at school, 2:50 leave school, 3:05 take the train to the nearby elementary school, 3:30 take the train back to home, 4:00 homework, 5:30 dinner, 6:30 take the train to soccer practice, 8:00 take the train home, 9:00 brush my teeth, shower, and go to bed. He would not help me, and I would not let anyone deter me from my schedule. ![]() “Train again?” I glanced up to see a frail man hobbling towards me. Making my way to the back where seats would always be available, I found an empty pair two spots from the rear. Walking past the clerk, I handed my tickets to the attendant and boarded the train. “Let me worry about that.” Every day I’d gotten different responses, but my answer was always the same. Whoever you’re waiting for better get here soon.” “Two please.” I handed the clerk my money, and with a confused stare, he retrieved my tickets.
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