  This is a story about a boy. This boy was your basic, everyday boy. he lived his life one day at a time, going on and on. Nothing was especially awful. One day, this boy got a ticket. He didnt know what this ticket was for.
So he ripped it up, and went on with his life. A few weeks later, he realized what that ticket was for. He ran to the train, trying to get to his destination, but he wasnt allowed on. it was a private train. So he sighed, and retreated for a long time to his room, all alone. He hoped as much as he could that someday, maybe there would be another ticket; another train. That's the last I'm going to speak of it. 
