Inspired by Hopper

    I stood there and closed my eyes. The scene of the wreck flashed before my eyes. My eyes opened and I stumbled back and fell to the ground. I was stuck in the flashback. I could feel the Earth shake beneath my fingers as the train roared past. Back then I was the passenger and now I was a witness. The familiar sound of people's screams flooded into my ears and wrapped around my brain. To the left of me a train came barreling through the horizon honking its horn. To the right, the train I was on coming closer and closer. The two trains met in the middle, right where I was sitting, and crashed. It was both beautiful and horrifying. It was like the trains came together like two love birds or two best friends seeing each other after being separated for a long time. They met in hug and then crashed down. The heat of the burning flames scorched my skin and the boom of impact hit my heart knocking the breath out of my lungs. Firefighters were rushing into the scene minutes later. But it was already too late. The front passengers were all gone and the flames had already kissed gas and exploded little by little. The scream of the passengers died down as voice by voice was constricted and torn away. The firefighters ran in and tried to save what people they could. My arms felt like talons were clawing down at them as the people clawed at the firefighters. I looked to the trucks that were sitting there and the men and women that rushed around to get some source of water out and onto the flames. As time passed the flames settled down into a burning ash. The sound of sirens went off all around me, some dying in the distance. As the burning embers of the two trains came to a dull ash the scene started to disappear. My mind came back to reality; there were no train tracks now. No screaming people or burning flames. Now instead of the tragic event a park lies there in the field. I am the only one there that remembers what happened. Then again what is a lost soul to do than wonder the scene for eternity until someone bothers to stay and listen.