Her feet placed steadily on the train platform; she twiddled her thumbs and sighed. "It's time" the voice in her head said. Her weight moved from foot to foot as fear pulsed through her veins. "It's time," her own voice muttered. The distant sound of the train sounded through the near-empty station. She took a step forward, her left good on the yellow line. The train arrived in seconds - her limp body was in the second carriage in no time. Time to visit mum~
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Short StoryAlmost 200 short stories to get your blood pumping, your skin crawling and your mind racing. Nostalgic, interesting, current, real-life experiences in a creative form. *disclaimer: some of these short pieces reference issues such as mental illness...
