The Train Station

A young boy Mark, makes an unwise decision with his pal, John.

“Well I’ll see you later, Mark! My mom’s making beef stew tonight and I don’t want to miss that! Bye!” shouted John. “Ok, see you later then John.” aforesaid Mark. Mark walked home to his house to have dinner with his mom, Lois. “Hi mom, what are we having for dinner? I’m starving!” Mark cried when he walked in the door. “Were having stir fry, and if you would have ate lunch you wouldn’t be so hungry. So did you have fun playing with…um… what’s his name?” asked Lois. “His name is John. Remember, he just moved here from Montana.” Mark replied.”  “Oh yeah! Silly me.” Lois responded. Lois and Mark ate dinner together and had a great conversation about trains. “Well, it’s about time for you to be heading to bed. Go on and brush your teeth.” Lois forenamed. “Yes ma’am.” was Mark’s response. Mark brushed his teeth and Lois read him a story so he would go to sleep, sure enough, he did. The rooster was louder than ever this morning but at least it did its job to wake everybody up. “Morning mom!” yelled Mark. “Oh, good morning! I didn’t think you would be up this early.” said surprised Lois. “Well I’m supposed to meet John down at the Reedy Tracks Train Station (RTTS).” Mark sent back.  “Ok, make sure your home in time for lunch!” Lois shouted as Mark rode off on his bike. Mark got to the RTTS on his bike without a single flat tire. He thought he was going to get a flat. “Hi John!” Mark shouted. “Hey Mark!” John yelled. “So what do you want to do today John?” Mark questioned. “Well, I had something in mind.” John gave Mark a smirk. “Ok! Well, what is it?” asked Mark. “Follow me! It’s further down this way!” John shouted. John took off running, and of course, Mark followed like asked. “The old train?” Mark was confused. “Yeah! Come on! Grab some rocks and lets get throwing!” John yelled.  “Rocks?! For what?!” Mark was very shocked. “To throw at the train you nugget brain!” John started cracking up laughing. “Oh…um… are you sure we should do this? It might damage the train.” Mark was nervous. “I know that’s the point! Ha-ha!” John was amused.  “But we could get in trouble! Couldn’t we?!” Mark yelled. “Oh, don’t go being a party pooper! Your being just like my old friend Jason! He never wanted to get into trouble too. What a goody two-shoes!” John hollered. “I’m not a goody two-shoes!! In fact….. this was my idea!” Mark was getting dragged into peer pressure. “Whatever you say “King Mark”. John giggled. Mark wasn’t too happy. John picked up a couple rocks and starting throwing. “Oh man! Look at that one! No way! It hit the window and broke it!” Mark was appalled. “I can’t believe you just did that! Your going to have to pay for that!” Mark was scared. “No I won’t! They won’t be able to find me if I run! And besides, I thought you said this was your idea and you WEREN’T a goody two-shoes.” John shouted. “Well, fine then, I can do it too then! Ha, I’m not a goody two-shoes. I bet you I’ll even throw it harder!” Mark was still pretty scared. Mark threw the rock and sure enough it hit the window and the whole thing came out. There was only one thing Mark didn’t know… “Mark?! What are you doing throwing rocks at windows?!” Lois was very shocked and disappointed. “Ooh… your in trouble now! Bye Mark!” John dashed towards his house. “Mom?! What are you doing here?!” Mark was not expecting his mom to be here. “I have been out looking for you! You were late for lunch! But that doesn’t matter right now your grounded! And your getting a spanking! Oh yeah! Your also paying for that window!” Lois was furious. “But mom?!” Mark was still in shock. “No buts! Lets go!” Lois pinched Mark’s ear and dragged him home. “Now that were home your grounded and no TV, no books, no friends, and you can’t have a friendship with John anymore!” Lois was still pretty mad. Mark’s jaw dropped and he was very shocked. “I hope you will be more respectful for other things in the future, Mark.” said Lois disappointingly.

Reviews

[bookworm]

you need to work on you dialogue and punctuation a little but other that that nice work

[Kelly M.]

He made a mistake... a terrible mistake... this reminds me of something....

[Kelly N]

I know I didn't do paragraphs, but this is an old writing. I didn't feel like editing it so I just published it.