I've posted before that I've always been afraid of trains...Don't know exactly why it started, but I always had that weird dream that I was walking up a hill with and old man, then we get to the top and feel a train moving and hear it but don't see anything, then I turned around and the man is gone, and I'm all alone *tear* I think that mostly hadda do with a fear of loosing my great grandpa (who was raising me at the time) but he' slike 80 now and still kickin pretty good.
Also when I was about 5 or 6, the same time I was having these dreams, I was staying in this tiny lil town called Steele, MO. with my great grandparents. We lived in this tiny shack that was about 50 feet from the old tracks that haven't been in use since the 1940's. My grandma and I were sleeping in the back room, and were both awoken by a train going down these tracks...of course no one belived us...but I think that just pushed me over the top.
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