Based On The Arrival By Harriet

My family, my home, my life- here are three things I have been taken away from. Why was this happening? Why does it have to happen to me? Why not somebody else? Questions whizzed through my head, all of them unanswered. I felt so lonely. Lonely and absolutely terrible because I had to leave everything behind. Minutes seemed like hours and after what felt like days, I had to say my goodbyes and leave. Emotions envelopt me. Outside I tried to hide it however (inside was a whole different story).
Suddenly I felt the warmth of our hands parting and my heart shattering into thousands of tiny pieces. I prayed and prayed something would stop us from separating, it didn’t. The final whistle sounded and it was time for me to leave. As I boarded the train (the first part of my jurney) I hoped it would ground to a halt and I wouldn’t have to go.
We were getting further and further apart. What was happening?

By Harriet M