Dark blue clouds shower down freezing cold rain making me walk faster than normal. I hurry into the building labelled with large white block letters that read “Leiden Centraal.” Inside it is busting with people going in all directions. I scurry into the flower shop opposite the small grocery store to purchase flowers for my friend, I haven’t seen her in over 6 months. The red tulips with yellow tips are her favourite. I carefully pick up a full bouquet and carry them to the counter to get them wrapped and pay. The cashier wraps them with glossy clear wrapping paper. The wrapping paper crinkles as I take the flowers and leave the sweet smelling roses and hyacinths behind.
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I reach the top and throw my plastic La Place cup in the garbage next to the silver elevator. I turn right and look up to the small board where there is a clock and next to it a sign that says 9b. Every time I see this I immediately think of platform 9 ¾; but I won’t be running into any walls to get to the platform. I stretch my neck upwards to check the board that lists the train stops making sure i have the right train. The third one on the list is where I want to go. I squeeze through the crowd as I try to make my way up the dull grey …show more content…
The rain pelts down as I am on the edge of the covered area. I press the button repeatedly for the doors to open. Stepping to the side to let the crowd of people fall out of the train. I keep my head down and avoid eye contact as I push my way through the doors, holding my purse and flowers close. I enter the train and sit down on the grey fabric splattered with a pattern of coloured shapes. A pungent smell fills my nostrils, as I wish I hadn’t chosen to sit next to someone who has either run for the train or just worked out. I try to bury my nose in the tulips to block out the
People rush in front of me pushing me out of the way as we all try to …show more content…
I reach the top and throw my plastic La Place cup in the garbage next to the silver elevator. I turn right and look up to the small board where there is a clock and next to it a sign that says 9b. Every time I see this I immediately think of platform 9 ¾; but I won’t be running into any walls to get to the platform. I stretch my neck upwards to check the board that lists the train stops making sure i have the right train. The third one on the list is where I want to go. I squeeze through the crowd as I try to make my way up the dull grey …show more content…
The rain pelts down as I am on the edge of the covered area. I press the button repeatedly for the doors to open. Stepping to the side to let the crowd of people fall out of the train. I keep my head down and avoid eye contact as I push my way through the doors, holding my purse and flowers close. I enter the train and sit down on the grey fabric splattered with a pattern of coloured shapes. A pungent smell fills my nostrils, as I wish I hadn’t chosen to sit next to someone who has either run for the train or just worked out. I try to bury my nose in the tulips to block out the