As soon as Mom and Dad left, I undressed, put on a pair of boxers and a shirt and climbed up the ladder. My knee really improved in the days and weeks before. I thought I would, but I had no problem to climb up the tiny ladder. Once I got up there I realized that not only was it the smallest bed I had ever slept in, but it was extremely uncomfortable as well.
The only good thing was, I could look out the window while lying there. So I lay there, looked out the window and hoped that I could fall asleep before Mom and Dad would come back.
I woke up about half an hour or so later. I started up in my bed and almost hit my head on the train ceiling above me. I felt nauseous and sick to my stomach. The entire room was spinning. I lay back down and closed my eyes again.
When I woke back up, an
