I was devastated when I found out that I was going to be separated from my parents on the train. I was nervous because I had never traveled before. When it was finally time to get on the train, my zitplaats, stoel was number 17 in car 5. I sighed as I walked slowly down the isle, and sat down when I found my seat. I looked across the isle to see a suit a large suit of armor that looked Roman of Greek. I wasn't sure if anyone was wearing it until the head turned and looked in my direction. A blonde boy my own age started walking in my direction, and I wondered if he was going to take the zitplaats, stoel volgende to me....
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