Gregory Sare Landolt (gregoid) wrote,
Gregory Sare Landolt

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The Arrival

As the train rolled past, it created a wind that messed up my hair and blew my shirt out from being tucked into my pants. All I could do was smile and wait for the train to pass. I was on my way to visit someone that I have never seen before. We had talked many times and I have seen pictures, but that wasn't the same. Now I was about to see him in person, and that had me so excited. Not even this train could ruin my day.

As the last car rolled past me, I made my way across the tracks and down the small slope on the other side. There was a light breeze that felt cool in the midday sun. I was a little nervous about meeting him. My mind was filled with excitement and worry. This played a tug-of-war of sorts in my head. The same questions would popup again and again, "What if he didn't like me? What if he changed his mind and didn't want to see me after all?" I tried to reason with myself by saying that if he didn't like me, it would have shown up way before this while talking to each other. He also had my cell phone number and could just give me a call if he changed his mind about meeting. I let out a sigh of relief as I continued on my way.

I soon came to the road I was looking for. I began to get nervous as I neared his house. I tucked my shirt back in and straightened my hair as best I could with my fingers. I stopped breathing when I reached the house. I stood by the gate staring at the house as my heart began to beat even faster. I took a deep breath and opened the gate. As I walked through it slowly closed by itself. The yard was nice and well kept and the grass was green and looked freshly cut. I stepped up onto the porch and hesitantly made my way to the front door. I leaned over and pressed the doorbell. I could hear that the doorbell made a buzz rather than a ring and stepped back a little to wait for the door to open. I waited for a while, but no one answered the door. I tried not to get discouraged and rang the doorbell again. Either there was no one home or something that I didn't want to imagine, that someone was home and just didn't want to answer the door.

My heart fell into my stomach. My worries and fears were beginning to come true. I stood on the porch for a few minutes trying to keep from crying. Tears had welled up in my eyes, but I managed to keep the water works from completely coming. I stepped off the porch and made my way back to the gate. I opened the gate and let it close behind me. As soon as I heard the gate latch, the tears began flowing down my face.

I didn't want to go back to where I was staying, so I decided to just continue down the road and see where it would lead. I wasn't paying much attention to my surroundings. I wasn't even thinking about what had just happened. My mind was blank and I just continued to walk down the road. When I reached the end of the road, I looked around to see where I was. There wasn't much around. There was the road behind me, a large meadow in front of me, and the edge of some woods off to the side.

Now as I stand looking at the woods, I decide to check them out.

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