Hey guys, this is a story that I am writing. Please tell me if it is good. It was on the eve of my fifteenth birthday that it happened. The month was November. The year, 1989. I was lying half-asleep by my window, watching the moon. It was particularly cool that night. Quite to my liking but, it was a strange wind, like something foreign, and I thought I could make out the faint sound of a train in the distance. It was strange because trains haven't come through this town in years. You see, I lived in Salina, Oklahoma, a small town where nothing very interesting ever happened. Until that fall, many years ago.
Well, it would've been longer but that's just a small taste, I want to know what people think before putting more.