.........And I missed my train. I sat on my hunches, panting hard grasping every breath as if it were my last. My heart kept on jumping in my rib cage as if it just wants to be set free, maybe it wanted to be freed of the body it was hopelessly pumping life in. I closed my eyes and still the pain won't go off. I tried to get up and somehow dragged my body to the bench and sat somehow clinging my bag, the only luggage I had. I looked up at the concrete roof of the station and the sickly ceiling fan and smiled. I never missed a train actually and it was my first. "Hello, missed the train?" I sat up startled and looked at a smiling face. A pretty good looking face at that. Missing train may have it's own perks I believe. "Yes." I said "Well I saw you running towards it and I was in it." "Were you sleeping that it took you so long to get down at the station?" "No, I got in the train from this station, I saw you missing your train and I g...
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