We arrived at the station. My fingers trembling in fear. I think to myself “Will it be scary with all the big kids?.” Them surrounding me like a forest of trees. I feel claustrophobic. My mother crying to the heart for me. My Father fighting for our country. “All aboard the train!” shouted the trainman. I looked out for the last time. Even if my mum left me, she will always be in my heart. From the freezing weather and the condensation, I made a heart on the window. At this point, Isolation had got the better of me...