What to do when you’re stuck on a train

The Washington Post | March 14, 2018 5:12 pmThe Washington Post / The Associated Press The train’s doors opened and a man in his mid-20s walked in.

The man was holding a baby.

The man said he was homeless, and he needed help.

A woman in a wheelchair looked him over.

He told the man he needed to call 911.

The woman was upset about the baby, and she asked the man what his name was.

He told her his name is “John Doe.”

She said, “John, I don’t want you to hurt my baby.”

She looked at the train tracks and thought about the other people on the train.

She thought about her daughter.

She told the other women to stop talking to John Doe, who was now the only person on the platform.

John Doe asked, “How are you feeling?

I can’t help you.”

He had lost the baby in a fire.

He had lost her in a car accident.

He had no money, and no one to help him.

So he was on a platform, in an unfamiliar place, with nowhere to go.

Then he called 911.

A woman in her early 40s answered.

She said she didn’t want to hear the man’s story, but she needed to talk to him.

She told him to go away and wait for the train to come.

When the train came, she called 911 and told the dispatcher he was in trouble.

The train stopped.

She sat down next to John, who sat up straight.

She put her arm around his shoulder and said, I love you.

John walked out of the train station.

He walked to the front of the station.

His clothes were wet, his feet were sticky, and his hair was messed up.

He stood in the middle of the platform, watching as the train approached.

He looked out of one of the windows and said: I can see the train coming.

He said, it’s a very beautiful day.

It’s the first day of the month.

The next day, the train made a sharp turn onto the track.

The windows in the station had been boarded up.

The trains ran past.

John said he went to a neighbor’s house and told him about the train and the fire.

The neighbor told John to call his father, who lived nearby.

John called his father and told them about the fire and about his family.

The family went into the kitchen and cooked dinner.

Then John took the train home.

He got on the subway and walked to his father’s house, but when he got there, the door was locked.

He couldn’t open it.

John told his father to lock the door and that he was going to call the police.

The police officer told John he was too far away to call, but John didn’t say anything.

Instead, John went to the police station.

John and his father sat down at the station and waited for the police officer.

He called the police again and was told that the officer was already there.

The officer told the family to wait for him.

John waited until he was outside the station, where he told the officer he was a homeless man.

He waited outside the police precinct.

He called the station a couple of times and then called the family back.

The station finally opened and John was standing in the waiting room when he called the precinct.

Police officers came to the station to arrest John, and they asked him to sign an arrest warrant.

John was sitting on the bench when he started crying.

The officers were talking to him in English.

John had heard English on the radio, but he couldn’t understand what they were saying.

When he was released from the precinct, John sat on the sidewalk and cried.

He went home and called his parents.

The father went to his apartment and took a nap.

When his mother came home, she took him to his car and drove him to the hospital.

He was in intensive care for three days.

He spent more than six months in the hospital and then the doctors told him he had lost two teeth and had a hole in his tongue.

When John came home for the holidays, he told his mother about the accident.

She hugged him and told her he loved her.

John sat on his couch for hours, trying to figure out what he was supposed to do next.

When he finally got home, he called his dad and said he had been on the phone with the police and was ready to call them.

John came home with the call, and the dad rushed him into the living room.

He hugged him, and John said, Thank you.

They talked for a while.

John started crying again.

He wanted to tell his father everything he was doing, but it was too late.

John kept calling the police, telling them about how he lost the money he was hiding, about how the fire had killed his wife and two daughters.

The day after the fire, the police officers told John