The Train...
So, we were put in a bag we could barely see out of. "whats going on", my sister, Boston,  peeped.  We were carried in to a scary dark tunnel.  We were clueless as to where we were or what was going on.  "Don't worry, were in the train station", mom said.  Trains, as we learned, are big , monstrous things.  It roared into the station as we nestled safely in our bag.  Once we were on the train, it struck me that people were staring at me in an awed way. "What are ya looking at punk?", I peeped loudly.  The person just kept gawking at me in an odd way.  My mom pet my head so I stopped worrying.
When we were finally home, I fell right asleep.
-MADELYNE