Ghost Train?

Location:Sweden

 This story I'm about to tell you took place in a little town in East of Sweden for about 2 months ago. I'm 14 years old, and the time of the day was twilight, to set a scene for you.

My father was driving me to my fencing training, a regular Monday evening. When we tried to find a fencing club, the closest one turned out to be a half hour drive from home. It was turning dark by the time we reached a railway. A train was on its way. We stopped and I looked out the window and guessed what way the train would come from. I guessed it would come from the left. I was right.
I watched the train pass by, until I looked away for a few seconds. I was surprised to see there was no train when I looked back. I automatically assumed it had rolled into the station or something, but it wasn't there. Then I saw the train come from the right. I was in shock and asked my father: "Didn't the train just come from the left?". He didn't know. I then said: "Maybe it was on the other track." I had shivers sent down my spine when my father said: "There is only one track."
The train I had seen before was nowhere to be found. This is kind of weird, because I'm one of the few that can see the difference between my imagination and things I actually saw. What do you think I saw that evening?
Source:yourghoststories