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The Subway  

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As I walked down the dark gloomy steps towards the subway the walls were whispering about me. The walls were covered in old and rotted posters witch were years old and the smell was awful it smelt like the sewers. As I reached the bottom of the steps it started to become a bit brighter. The floors were covered in litter like a junkyard. As I stood there and waited for my dreaded train that takes me to school, I seen him the tall plump man who stands there every morning staring at the track. Normally when the train arrives I just chuckle and get on the train but today something come over me and I shouted idiot to him. When I sat down on my seat, which I always sit on right near the window. I glanced out of the window; he was still there but wasn't looking at the track...

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