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Trainload of Trouble

TRAINLOAD OF TROUBLE

Aaron A. Lehman

“See you in class,” Drew called to his best friend Roy.

“I want to beat the train,” Roy yelled back, as he jumped on his bicycle and headed for school.

Drew ate the last bite of his lunchtime sandwich, dashed out of the Boardwalk

Restaurant and ran to beat the train at the railroad crossing.  His baseball cap was turned backwards over his long black hair, and his oversized tee shirt shouted NO FEAR.  His baggy pants hung loose over his untied Reeboks.  He spent too much time bragging to his friends about the new tricks he could do on the skate board half-pipe at Big Pipe Park.  Everyone left for school without him.

I’m going to be late.

Aaron A. Lehman                                                                                                                               2

With long loping strides he headed for the crossing, but to his dismay a slow freight train blocked the crossing.

      No problem, Drew told himself.  I’ll have just enough time to take the shortcut across the railroad bridge and beat the fifth period bell.

He didn’t want to be late for class.  That would mean a detention.

     I have to be at Work Experience immediately after school, he thought.  I have to set up the new skateboard display at Sports First.

Drew had lots of ideas for his display at the sport shop, but they would have to wait.

“Help!  Help!” someone yelled.

From a distance Drew recognized his friend Roy.

“Help me!” Roy screamed.

TELL ME WHY ROY IS SCREAMING.  YOU COULD WIN A COPY OF MY NEXT BOOK.

 

“Help me!” Roy screamed.

As he headed along the shortcut, Drew picked up speed.  He could see Roy and his mangled bicycle caught in the rigging of a flatcar.  Holding on for dear life, Roy screamed again.  Raymond recognized the predicament of his friend.  Somehow, when Roy was attempting to cross the track, the rigging on the flatcar caught the front wheel of the bicycle.   Now, he and his bicycle were being carried along with the train.

Drew didn’t know how long Roy could hold on, but he knew he had to take action to save his friend from serious injury.

“Hang on!” Drew tried to yell above the noise of the train and the blowing whistle.

The train slowed down, going through town, and Drew knew what to do.

I’ll gain momentum by running alongside, and then I’ll grab onto the frame of the car in front of Roy.  I can climb back to his car, and help him hold on.  We can jump off at the school crossing.

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