When Bill was around six years old he and his mother were on their way home. It was a cold and gloomy night with raindrops the size of baseballs pounding down with the speed of a raging bull. The train that his mother and him was supposed to be on had broken down, leaving them stranded in the worst conditions Bill had ever been in. At the time he didn't have a clue as to what was going on, Bill just knew that he was ridiculously exhausted and wanted to go home to his nice, warm, dry bed. The rain kept coming down with increasing intensity. With Bill being a six year old child who's never even imagined such harsh conditions, he had no choice but to feel frightened. A million questions were racing through his head. "What's wrong with the train? Are we going to be stuck here forever? What are we gonna do?
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