Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Corey (Part 1)



Old John Joseph was a lonely old man. He lived in a train depot in the rail yard just outside of town and, he lived their many years.
He has been their since the days when they had a lot of trains going thorough town. Now they are down to only one freight train a week. So old John had nothing to worry about but time.
I came by in the evenings to hear his stories, and hear about the places he's been, he'd just say "come in kid, let's see where should I start tonight". He would tell me stories of an existing past of travel and adventures. but he would always end with his story of Corey.
He'd would always say " My Corey's coming , There will be no more sad stories, no more lonely days or nights, and like I said before , when she holds you she will enfold you in her world."
I guess I was surprised by all the places he has been and all the things he has done. So I started asking around town if the stories were true. They told me, old John Joseph was born in this town and lived here all his life. No one could ever remember him being more then twenty five miles from his depot.
I checked around some more and found out he's never had a girlfriend let alone a wife, and no one by the name of Corey ever lived in this town.
END OF PART ONE-------------------------I'm going to try something different. I'm going to tell a story in two parts to keep from having to many words for some of my readers. I think it might be fun. I'll see you tomorrow.

7 comments:

lil bro said...

thats 2 readins a day....im done fer a week now...lol

sulli said...

OOOh I can hardly wait until tomarrow... this is a good idea dad.

sulli said...

that depot kinda looks like the one in your town...

grandpa said...

that depot dose look like the one in town . but our train is facing the other way and it hasen't been moved in 150 years.

just little ol' me said...

u are getting good at this story thing dad.

Bec said...

Hey wheres part two?? Did you sleep in or something? I don't like the suspense...just cus lil bro cant read more than 50 words a day without getting a headache doesn't mean the rest of us have to suffer. Just kidding, loved part I of your story

MN Mom said...

whatcha up to skippy?