Once when I was 14 years old, me and my friends would walk along the rusty train tracks. We would follow the tracks all the way to school and the shops. We would also put pennies on the tracks and wait for a train to come. Then one day we were walking back from school and I was wearing boots, we all heard a train coming towards us. We all attempted to jump off the tracks, but my left boot got stuck in the crack of the track. It was stuck good because my foot would not even come out of the boot. My friends were trying to make my foot slip out of the boot, but no luck. So they ran back a little ways and yelled at the driver to slow down and stop. The driver managed to stop the train with a good 3 inches before it hit me. We were never allowed to walk on the tracks again!