Polar Express

"Now Kate you need to get to bed if you want Santa to give you presents." A 9 year old girl walked up stairs.

"I'm going to bed. Night." Kate said. She went in and jumped on her bed. She started petting her cat. She walked over to her window and moved the curtain some to see the snow man in her front yard. She sighed. She bent down under her bed. She pulled out a picture of the north pole taken when exploers explored it. She was an only child and her cousin wanted her to know the `truth` of Santa.

"Oh please say it ain't true, I want to wait for Santa and meet him in person, hopefully he'll give him coal." Kate said. She went to bed. She woke up in the middle of the night. 3:30. She sighed and got out of bed. She stood up and looked at her nightstand as her christmas bell was shaking and ringing. She felt the ground shake. Her cat jumped off the bed and ran under her bed. She ran downstairs grabbing her winter church poncho and threw on a hat and her boots. She looked outside then was erupted by a loud train whistle. She looked outside and running past the window on the street was a train.

"We don't have train tracks?" Kate said. It was a street, not train tracks. She opened the door and covered her ears being greeted by the train's squeaky breaks. She looked out through the thick snowflakes coming down. She walked out to a see a man swining his latern.

"ALL ABOARD!" He yelled. Kate walked up to him.

"A train? Why is there a train here?" Kate asked him. He pulled out a pocket watch.

"It's the Polar Express. You getting on, we don't have much time before our next stop." He said. Kate looked up to see shadows of children.

"Polar Express? I have no tickets and my parents..." Kate said.

"Your fine, I'm sure you have a ticket." He said. Kate shook her head.

"No? Ok then onward." He said. Kate looked up at the man as he waved and the train began slowly moving away. She looked back at her house and at the train. She looked. She jumped up on the cabose just hanging there. She started slipping to see a hand grab hers. It was the conductor. He helped her inside.

"I guess you overcame your fears." He said.

"I do alot, it always seems to be the last minute." Kate said.

"Ok ticket." He said. Kate shook her head.

"Check your pocket." He said. She put her hand in the one pocket of her poncho to pull out a golden ticket. She was surprised and handed it to him.

"Ok thanks you." He said. He started clipping away at it. She had a few pieces landed in her hair. She scraped them out. He gave the ticket back.

"Fol and He? Folhe? folhey? Umm thanks I guess." Kate said.

"Anyday Madaam. Now let me show you to your seat." He said. She nodded and came to a train car. He showed her a seat and she sat down. She smield to him.

"Ok thanks again." Kate said.

 

Kate looked up and smiled.

"Kate, you canadian? You have a canadian accent." Kate said. She was good at noticing accents of people.

 

"Hershey, PA, home of the world's greaatest Choclate." Kate said. She pulled out a choclate bar she got earlier from the cloclate world. Her father worked there and she got to go often.

"You want some choclate?" She asked him.

 

"Oh don't worry maybe he'll come home. One christmas my dad had to work at the store, so he claimed yet he came home dressed as the hershey kiss wearing a christmas hat." Kate said alughing rember christmas 2 years ago.

 

Kate shrugged.

"I don't know, I want to see him sooo, sooo much, my cousin said he's not real and the north pole isn't real showing my a picture of the north pole with nothing there. I want him to be real and proove to my cousin he is real. Kids at school though say he's not real. One kid said he found his parents putting the presents under the tree. I don't know." Kate said.

 

It was the night before Christmas, and young Bo Avalon sat in his bed... waiting...

Bo's family lived in a trailer in the Callicoon, NY Trailer Park.

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Kate shifted forward some as the train began to break. She heard the whistle be blown. She looked outside to see a trailer park.

"Look's like we're at someone elses stop." She said.

 

Bo awoke, a light shined through the park, "Santa!" nine year old boy Bo Avalon grinned running outside to see a train on the old, snow covered tracks that ran through Callicoon. "What in the..." He whispered to himself as before him stood a train.

 

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Bo was small for his age and the snow was up to his thighs, but he still managed to walk in front of the train.

 

Bo dragged his long "blankie" that he carried with him everywhere over to the boy that had called out to him, "Bo..." Bo said quietly. A man then motioned Bo to a booth-like seat at the back corner of the train by himself.

Bo felt lonely, he didn't mind it that much, though. He wasn't good with people he didn't know anyways, he was just too shy.

"Skhaah! Skhaahff!" Bo coughed into the ragged tank-top he was wearing, Bo's family only got warm things like sweaters on Christmas, that was the only time his father got a raise at the TGI Fridays and Starbucks he worked at. Bo's mother home-schooled him on weekdays while Bo's father worked two jobs to pay rent and gas.
Bo's blanket was the blanket he and his puppy, Buck, used to cuddle in, but soon enough, they had to sell Buck.

Bo pictured all this in his head, and a tear zigzagged down and reached his collarbone. Bo finally sniffled it up and turned away from the other kids and looked out the window.