Then the  train came or as we called it Giant because it had at least twelve cars hook to it,and always came on time,it was ten thirty now me and my sister came and sat on a hill to watch Giant .

I told her then never to go near the tracks you never know how fast a train goes until its to late,but it was my fault should had never turn my head too hear for the train and see it better it only took a second .She was only four and like little boys or girls do their own curiousity got the better of them .

I watched ithen in horror as Giant was coming we were sitting on our rock as usual, then suddenly without telling me or letting me know she got up and ran toward the tracks before I could yell the image of Giant in fact of that train hitting my four year old sister would haunt me for the rest of my life, that was why signs and posters were put up, not to tell us what to do or be annoying but to save our lives    .

Life is a given . I miss my sister .

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