Run
On a cold, cloudy day the air felt clear and crisp as I ran through, the deserted streets of London. My boots thudded as I ran on the cracked pavement. 8:50, time was running out. It was 5 minutes until the train leaves the station. I was like I was running down a cold endless hallway. I skidded around the corner. 3 minutes. I put on a extra boost of speed. I push through the stations front doors and leaped onto platform. As I jump into the train it started rumbling down the track. Made It!
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