The train

The end

Fifteen minutes before I had left the train, a very old lady came in. She was standing five inches away from me. She had the same smell as all old women: she smelled repugnant oldness. Then we heard the driver's voice in the mic:

"Thank you to let aged ladies have a seat."

If he thought I was going to leave my seat just because she is more than fifty years old, he was wrong... She could stand here as everyone does when there is no free seat. Forty-seven seconds later, a pregnant woman stood and Old woman took the seat. I have never seen a woman with such a nerve in my life!

Finally I arrived! I stood up as fast as I could and Thank God I was out of the train in exactly sixteen seconds. But when I walked through the station an imposing shoulder met mine. She was a middle-aged woman, wearing a suit and red glasses. She was taller than me. Couldn't she be more careful? Look where you walk honey! It is not because you are wearing a suit with heels as high as stilts that you are allowed to do anything, I thought. She gazed at me for eight seconds, and then I broke the silence by apologising "Oh Madam, would you excuse me please! I wasn't paying attention..." She continued to behold me, laughed, and walked away. I have never seen such a rude woman in my life.

And at last, I was out of the train station. It was raining on the city; the wind was so angry and it hit the trees so hard they were almost falling down, and we could hear its screams crashing on the walls. I could see the frost on the car windshields. The frontages of the houses were so filthy and gloomy it gave me chills. I still had nineteen minutes and thirty-six seconds of walk to reach the park. I have never seen such a weird weather in my entire life and it was not the strangest and most horrible thing I was about to see today.