The Old Railroad

I was in the forest and I was trying to find something called The Old Railroad. No-one has found this in years and there was an amazing prize if you found it. The prize was seven days in Disneyland Florida. I really wanted to find The Old Railroad. I had been walking for hours and hours but I still had not managed to find it. I turned lots of corners and when I was about to give up I saw a track of rails and there was a sign next to it. I went to check out the sign. It said The Old Railroad.

The Cursed Railroad

Sometimes when something is old or falling apart, it either gets demolished or abandoned, but the one I am going to talk about is abandoned places. Generally abandoned places are small houses or bomb shelters, villages even! But this particular abandoned place is nothing like those other things. This is much more interesting… A railroad! Yes I know what you’re thinking, but actually it is more interesting than you think! These railroads are not found often, so that makes them sort of rare. This particular railroad is one hundred years old! It has survived all that time, scientists and explorers believe this railroad is cursed or magic! What do you think?

The Old Railroad.

“I am here to tell you all a story about a little boy. He is a great explorer and he was walking in the woods when he found an interesting looking road, he called it The Old Railroad. He described it as mossy, broken, old and gross. His grandfarther remembered finding that same railroad that he found. But, it wasn’t mossy or broken or old or gross. In fact it was pretty, made of gold, used and only about 17 years of age! It had totally changed. Can any one guess who that little boy was?”

“He was you story teller.”

The mirror that’s water

She had found it lying alone, deserted, abandoned in the attic. After making the discovery, Anna had gazed and marvelled at it for some time. Where had it come from? Why had no dust settled upon it, as it had done over everything else that resided in her attic? A layer of the thick dust blanketed the attic floor, and as the sunlight glared through the attic windows, the dust particles yet to settle were illuminated as they hovered in the stuffy air. Yet, the mirror looked flawless, untouched by age, not a finger print in sight.

Anna propped the mirror up against one of the thick, timber beams that jutted from the attic floor. Settling down into a comfortable position, she tentatively placed a finger against the glass…  and then ripples started moving around the mirror. Then all of a sudden the mirror fell through the attic floor and landed on the floor below and disappeared with a massive bang and was never saw again neither was the girl.

 

She had found it lying alone, deserted

She had found it lying alone, deserted, abandoned in the attic. After making the discovery, Anna had gazed and marvelled at it for some time. Where had it come from? Why had no dust settled upon it, as it had done over everything else that resided in her attic? A layer of the thick dust blanketed the attic floor, and as the sunlight glared through the attic windows, the dust particles yet to settle were illuminated as they hovered in the stuffy air. Yet, the mirror looked flawless, untouched by age, not a finger print in sight.

Anna propped the mirror up against one of the thick, timber beams that jutted from the attic floor. Settling down into a comfortable position, she tentatively placed a finger against the glass…