The second best day of my life,
as narrated by Keilly Fernandez
Currently listening to : Blame by Calvin Harris
I used to be such a scaredy cat. Whatever mom and dad said was what I did. Why cross the line? I would rather play it safe.
Then summer 2010 happened.
It was the first time my sister and I made an international trip on our own. I was 16, she was 17. It felt awesome.
Don’t get excited, we were just going to New Jersey to spend a summer with my mom’s family. At least, save the excitement for later.
So days go by and rain ruins most of our stay, but my two cousins, one my age and one a year younger, still find ways to keep us entertained.
After 2 days stuck inside hiding from pouring rain, the sky gave us a break so we had the brilliant idea of going out for a walk.
I didn’t know where we were headed to, but they seemed excited so I guessed it was a cool place. We jump over a fence that was in the backyard of a someone who today i still don’t know. My cousins said they know them. Funny since we were still all whispering as we went through it.
My jeans and white sneakers start getting muddy as we hold on to trees and branches trying to slide down an awkward slope that led to God knows where.
Just when I thought things couldn’t get creepier, we come to a point where we had to balance on 3 inch rocks to walk across a small river. Yes. I fell. I was now wet. Muddy. and scared.
Yes, this is still the second best day of my life.
A few complaints and scratches later, we get to a slope, which of course we slide down, and to my surprise land on train tracks.
“This is it! We’re here!”, says the cousin my age.
All that, so stare at train tracks. wow.
So we start throwing rocks and playing music, when out of no where we hear a loud and clear honk.
The train was coming.
“Shit! run! they can’t see us or the call the cops!”
They start heading down the tracks, and climb up pretty fast. not the same for my sister and I who struggled getting up the mud without sliding right back down.
My cousin jumps back in the slope and tells us to just lay down against the slope.
If you are wondering, yes, I was about to pee myself.
And then it came.
One second it was far, the next it was right in front of me. I could stretch my arm out and it might have touched it.
All my adrenaline kicks in, unaware that my location guarantees I will be fine.
I never felt more in control of my surroundings.
I was serene.
Everything in me felt cold,
but my eyes could still see every detail on the train that was rushing right in front of my eyes at full speed.
It was that icy feeling you get when you’re nervous that takes over your stomach.
When you ride a roller coaster and the free fall part arrives.
When you want to scream but you don’t remember how because you’ve lost your voice.
I felt everything,
even though I touched nothing.
I didn’t move,
but I felt like I was moved.
It was amazing.
And then it was gone.
but I wasn’t afraid.
“Keilly lets go!”
they pull me up and we start running back to the house. We all cram into a corner when the police patrol car strolls by. They might not even have been looking for us. But hiding was part of the story.
We got home and had french fries with chicken nuggets for dinner.
It was as if nothing had happened that day.
But for me,