May 27

Gee’s 100 WC

The noise rings inside my ears, listening to many of the intriguing conversations around me. My fingers are interlocked with my mother’s hand, squeezing tight as if I couldn’t let go. The train station was buzzing with people, so busy that it was close to impossible to move around. I was nearing to the yellow line, and a slight nudge knocked me over the edge. I glanced up, to see my horrified mum screaming for her life. No stairs, no escape, fences everywhere. The faint outline of a train is approaching, I try to run but where could I go?


Posted May 27, 2014 by baker2012 in category Uncategorized

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