My name is Ally Murthy, I am 17, and leaving to my grandparents for Christmas. It's Christmas Eve, and I head down the train station. A train pulls up and I step back, letting the icy wind whoosh pass me, cutting my cheeks. The door opens, and I walk in, there aren't any passengers, except for one man, a homeless man sleeping. The doors close and the train moves. I hope Christmas Eve will go by quick and tomorrow I can relax. I imagine myself laying on my bed at my grandparents listening to Taylor Swift and staring at the Star Lit ceiling. Goodbye Journal. See you tommorow.
Found Five Days after Ally's disappearance.
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The Train
Mystery / ThrillerAlly Murphy leaves one night on a train to her grandparents for Christmas, but never arrives. She's mysteriously goes missing for a week. Soon enough family, friends, get tapes sent from the grandparents address. These tapes may be the only answer...
