the train was late, why? why? why? of all these dates did it have to be late. she'd written all the neccessary stuff, paid the bills, even returned that crap library book she,d taken out to be popular. none of it had worked because now the [can't say that word here] train was late,s**t it might even have been cancelled. god would she look a twat then. she,d banked her entire life on this being right and the train turning up on time.
suddenly she was startled by the noise of a high speed train tearing down the track opposite. she felt sick,after all it didnt matter which train did it?,...... she ran towards the platform edge and jumped.... nothing, she,d been wrong after all.