Close my eyes

During this weird lock down I have written a story using a story starter I still have lots more to write but I have no inspiration on what to carry the story on with.

Close My eyes
Megan Jones and I walked up to the platform of the departing train, rushing to a guard shoving passports in his hand collecting them back in a hurry then rushing onto the train. We found our seats then sat down in a blur. I grabbed out my book and started reading only for a second though because Megan started chatting about how lucky we were not to miss the train and how the country would be awesome.” Oh Amber there are pretty black horses in the meadow and they match your hair beautifly”. I loathe my long straight black hair that ends at my shoulder and my boring brown eyes. Lucky Megan has gorgeous blonde hair that slightly curls its way down to her hips with sparkling blue eyes as clear as the sky. I actually can't believe that I am here on this train going into the country to live with Megan’s Aunt for a month. Mum is so overactive about my safety. The Mighty Lord pulled up at the second station of the trip collecting up a few more people, soon to depart with no more stops. The waiter came around the train every half hour giving us young ones cookies and a drink while the oldies got some weird thing that smelt gross. Apparently it was delicious according to the elderly. My heart leapt as my head thudding against the condensated window for the one hundredth time. Megan was looking at the places in Fosston. It looked like every other town according to me and a hidden gem according to Megan. All there was, was a pool and some shops on the map but it still looked huge with about fifty farms all neatly spread around. Megan pointed to the largest house that was closest to the lake and said” This is aunt Latisha house. Her house was two stories and had a farm house next to it. Soon Megan had gotten bored of talking about Aunt Latisha’s place and had dozed off. I wanted to walk around the train but was afraid that Megan would wake up when I was climbing around her from the window seat and be annoyed that I left her and I wouldn't be able to climb over her. So I sat on my seat in boredom. Finally Megan had woken up which was lucky formy hand was numb from her lying on it. UGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH. Then the train stopped and the captain, well whatever they call them on a train said in a voice that sounded to happy “ this is your motorman speaking ( so that's what they call them) we have had a few issues with the trains engine and we will be stopping on this current piece of track for around 3 hours, we are very sorry for the delay”. The current piece of track is just sitting over a river on the most creakingly old bridge. I AM GOING TO DIE I tell Megan but all she says is “ no your not amber” when she's still half asleep that sounds more like “ nogh yos nos Ambes”.” Oh yes I am” I moan just loud enough for Megan to hear. Back home my little brat of a sister Dawn Chelsea Hill, I know her names a bit of an overreaction. Megan and I have lovely names, Megan’s is Megan Lily Jones and I'm Amber Rose Hill. It was obvious that Dawn would get the full on name, she's the wonder of the family and i'm the piece of scrap paper. Anyway, Dawn will try to say things to make me get in trouble like she always does. She'll be watching tv or in the spa right now with Mum doing what she wants cause Mum will do as Dawn places so her daughter loves her ( I actually think that's mean of Dawny Darling cause she's never gonna love Mum ). Soon enough we were moving again. It had been way more than 3 hours. It took so long that I was having my tea right now or at least I wished I was. “ Megan” Megan looked up from her Iphone. I'm really jealous of her Phone I don't have a phone yet although I have begged for around 10 years. She looked up from her Iphone. Ok I can't handle this. I am going to scream if I don't get a phone this year. And says “ what’ So I respond in the same tone of voice as her “ when will tea come Megsta “ dunno” “ can I play on your phone” I plead. “ You really need a phone you always use mine” “ You say that like it's a bad thing” I say in a whiny voice that she hates “ well go phone shopping at aunt Latisha's Place ok’.

The train stopped about an hour later and we still hadn't eaten. It felt like they had completely missed our carriage and went to the others. There were beautiful aromas in the other carriages that made me more and more hungry. Latisha was waiting outside in the rain. She was a spitting image of Megan or the other way around anyway the fact is they are both stunning and gorgeous unlike the person with black hair whose name rhymes with Clamber ( verb) ( the person is Amber ME if you weren't smart enough to figure that out) Any boy would walk towards Megan then Latisha and only people with tiny brains would go to ME. I miss my pets if you want to know their names here you go:
Cats
Freya
Flora
Mopsy
Dusty
Dogs
Macey
Torrent
Lupa
Duno
Fish
Laxima
Golvie
Azerris ( fairy name meaning fishie )
Bunnies
Thumper
Oreo
Horse

Calico
If you were wondering which you were, these aren't all mine but they live at my house/farm/mansion/place I live the ones that belong to me are :
Freya
Flora
Macey
Thumper
Calico
The rest of the animals belong to the house keepers and Mum and the fish belong to Dawn ( she has nothing to do with the fish I am the only one who looks after them) So at home most of the time I am riding my darling Anglo Arab Calico or otherwise known as the daring grey one ( I am the only one who knows that ).

Ok back to business. So Latisha took us out for tea then we went to sleep. How exciting. I couldn't wait for the morning when me and Megan would go shopping for a phone. I really hope I have enough money for a decent phone. I have nightmares most nights about when my Dad died he was the only one I truly loved, This is a bit like cinderella where my loving dad dies and all I have left is my mother. All my night mares go like this. " Dad I'm home" No answers, I search around the house until I find him lying in the kitchen with blood running down the side of his chest. I start sobbing. I ring Mu she dosen't care that Dad will die my next thought is the ambulance. Then every thing goes black and my night mare comes back and the hospital and Dad says " I'm just going to close my eyes' Then I wake up sweating and crying. Most people think its babyish for me to have a nightmare. That morning Megan promised me that after we help milk the cows that we could go phone shopping .