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Imagination...Chapter Three

*Hey guys this is the next part to Imagination. I hope you like it :)
~Mary Cait*

On the train ride to Ninnie and Pop-Pop's, I saw a lot of beautiful things. Did I happen to mention that they live in the country, so it really is beautiful out here. Better then the busy, noisy streets of New York City and the wild and tall building and sky scrappers. I thought it was great to get away. But then again, I was scared because what if something happened to mother while I was gone to my grandparents? I really have to stop looking on the bad side and try looking on the good side once in awhile. But really...can I actually bring myself to think of a good side for once? I'm not sure. But eh, I could try actually. I sighed and rubbed my temples as I looked out the window again. Maybe I should write a little bit. I looked around to see if I could find my pen, I found out something that I looked over while packing my things. I left my pen in my room. I sighed and flopped back on the seat. I closed my eyes and I heard the door opened I looked and saw it was the lady that checks the passengers that need anything. I looked at her and she smiled at me.

Lady: Do you need anything honey? Something to drink, snacks?
Me: No thank you. *Smiles*
Lady: *Smiles at me* Okay. *Starts to leave*
Me: Um...ma'am?
Lady: *Comes back* Yes dear?
Me: There is something you could get me.
Lady: What is it?
Me: Could you get me a pen please? I forgot mine when I left my house and I really want to write.
Lady: Alright sweetie. I'll see if we have one somewhere on the train.
Me: Thanks. *Smiles*

She left to go get me a pen. I looked back out the window and started getting into view of what I was seeing. The lady came back a little bit later and I smiled and thanked her. She left and went to check on the other passengers. I opened my journal and started writing once more. I'll write until I get to Ninnie and Pop-Pop's.

Me: *Taps my pen on my chin* Now...where was I...oh, yes! *Starts writing* Ayden couldn't believe what she saw once she woke up. She found herself in a junk pile. She landed on a old, rotten mattress and started looking around when her eyes fell on a dark skin women, wearing a blue dress and silver slippers and had a little Yorkie with her. Ayden was wondering what was going on. The one was the first to answer, "Are you alright, sweetie?" she asked....

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Me: *Trying to get off of the mattress* Yes. I'm fine.
Women: That's good. Do you need any help?
Me: Thanks *Smiles*

She took my hand and helped me up. I started dusting myself off and she helped me while the little Yorkie just ran circles around us. I turned to her and smiled, again. I nodded my head and thanked her.

Women: It was my pleasure. I'm Dorothy. And that's my dog Toto. It's really nice to meet you.
Me: It's nice to meet you both, too.
Dorothy: Oh, what is your name?
Me: Ayden. *Smiles*
Dorothy: That's a very strange name for a girl.
Me: Believe it or not, my mom thought I was going to be a boy and when I was born, Ayden turned out to be a girl instead of a boy and well...*Giggles*...she loved the name so she stuck with it actually.
Dorothy: Well, that is a very odd thing. *Smiles*
Me: I know. *Picks Toto up* Aren't you a little cutie.
Dorothy: That's very strange.
Me: *Turns to her* What is?
Dorothy: Toto normally never lets anyone hold him but me.
Me: I just have that effect on animals. *Giggle*
Dorothy: I see that.

Dorothy and I started walking together where we heard crows. I guess where there is a crow, there is someone who could help us go home. We learned alittle about ourselves. We both lived in New York and we ended up here some how. We stopped walking when we saw what looked like a Scarecrow being taunted by a few crows. That's something you don't see everyday. I shook that feeling off when I saw Dorothy going to another pile of garbage. I fallowed her. We heard what they were saying to the poor Scarecrow. They are so cruel! Once they got done, they said a little song...or what they call the crow anthem or whatever the freak they called it. Only thing I know they have no right to treat a person like this. I couldn't take anymore of this when I shot up while the crows were laughing their asses off and Scarecrow look as if he was about to cry.

Me: I-I'll help you down.

They all turned to me. I knew this wasn't going to end really well.

To Be Continued

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