The Immigrant - Hayley Meyrick.
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The Immigrant - Hayley Meyrick The slow rocking motion was making me tired, and the occasional jolt of the train broke my sleep. It was a strange feeling, not knowing where in the world you were or how far you had left to go. As I looked around me I saw hundreds of men just like me, a carriage full of Sicilian clones. We were all crammed into such a tight space; I could not feel anything below my knees and could not tell if my feet were moving or standing still. Eventually I started to hear some unusual sounds that broke up the all to familiar rumbling of the train moving along the unknown tracks. As I sat I thought over the events that had brought me here. Hey ran through my head like stills from a tragic movie, the sounds of the guns, the screaming, and all the panic. Hopefully...


