As you all know I am a huge fan of sleep (Cecilia can testify to this). Four days ago I fell asleep on my daily yet arduous forty-minute train ride to school. When I woke up from my brief nap, the train took an extra long pause at the Lisle station. Five minutes later we were notified by the conductor that the Police would be entering the carts of each train. No explanation as to why. I immediately called my sister to investigate the matter as she was supposed to ride along with me that morning. Best decision she ever made. Minutes later I saw dozens of squad cars arriving to the station in a frantic fashion. The officers popped their trunks to pull out shotguns, assault rifles, and pistols. My family called me back saying the story was all over the news because there was reported to have a suspicious male with a gun on the train. NOT THE BEST WAY TO START OFF AN EARLY MORNING! While the train is being evacuated, the cops yelled "WOMEN AND CHILDREN FIRST!" "How comforting" was my initial thought. Then the faces of all the tension struck males around me turned white. Another man replied back, "What about us?!" I sat there pinching myself hoping that this was all just a dream. Didn't work. It was most definitely real. The cops waited outside with their rifles aimed, ready to fire as each individual was being escorted outside into the freezing snowy weather. After my cart fully filed out, the search had stopped.
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