Thursday, 21 May 2015
The wheels moved, I couldn’t.
Something had stiffened my whole body, still I could hear them speak, in a language unknown. Footsteps approached me, pacing up my heart beat and making me sweat all over.
A thousand thoughts popped up in my mind imagining every possible outcome for my body that was probably going to thrown out of the train like an unwanted fetus denied any chance of survival.
The moving wheels seemed to invite the inevitable for me when, mom she just switched on the light compelling me to start a new day again, far from the world of dreams.
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