Once there was a man named Nike. He was a wanted criminal, and did graffiti. He went to a train station to do some graffiti without anyone knowing. His friend George was supposed to be waiting for him, but he wasn't there when Nike got there. When Nike got there no one was there so Nike thought he was early so he waited and waited..... It has been nearly two hours so Nike started to wander and do some graffiti. When he started to wander past some skeletons. Nike thought they were fake skeletons and that George put them there to scare him. Then he heard a train coming Nike was confused. Because the train station was abandoned how could there be a train? Then Nike saw the train lights coming closer and closer a few moments later he saw the train. And at that exact moment the train stopped right in front of him. When the doors opened he could not believe his eyes. There, right there, was his mother standing right in front of him. This can't be possible, Nike thought, my mom died in a train crash in 1982. Then Nike remembered that the train his mother died on was the train that was right in front of him the Bronx to New Jersey train. When Nike looked really close to one of the skeletons he knew what happened to George. Then Nike started to run until his mother call to him and ask him for a hug Nike could not resist he missed his mother so much. But the moment he hugged her he immediately knew what happened to George and how he died his mother died on the same train, the same station, the same day ,the same time. But it was too late all of the ghosts started to crowd around him moments later he was dead.