Reflections

[soddingmad]

Karen slid her backpack over her shoulder and moved to platform 5.  The cool underground breeze flicked her fringe across her face as tears welled in her eyes.  This is it. She stood and eyed a man at the next platform.  He was picking lint off his jacket and gave it his full attention.  He didn't look up once in the three minutes Karen was

Comments

[faerie_mistress]

*hug*

[soddingmad]

well don't take it as a cry for help.. Personally I'd hate to die by train. Rather jump into the Brisbane river and wait for the sharks ;)

[foxfiresgirl]

:( *hugs*