minutes Even before she had laid the book down in order to to see what was happening beyond the window.
She loves the look on people to throw that live in her beloved city.
Although the book in her hand is more than exciting, the world around them, but a lot more interesting.
your gaze falls on a car, which becomes slower and finally by train, in which it is obtained, is.
It disappears out of her sight and eventually only a speck on their journey.
houses, graffiti and sights pass by her.
anticipation mixed with fear as the train travels the last mile to their destination.
you knew if they really wanted from the heart, could start big.
If they fought for it.
When they began to fight for themselves.
The fear, however, had crept in long ago.
had taken root firmly.
to steal the idea and sometimes it constricted her throat.
The train is slowing down.
you have the feeling that the conversations of people on the platform can already listen to.
She almost can feel the breath of people.
one last jerk, one last hiss, a last gasp of the train and he comes to a halt.
hastily rush around the people.
have All the time it's the people affected.
Does one of them at some point held in all the rush?
you holding on to her bag, as if she could be stop time.
Maybe could turn back.
The people around her assume she was little.
have further piece of it.
you is suddenly in the wake of these people and seconds later is on the platform.
She looks around and finds no gap.
Everything revolves and the fear creeps up on her.
once again.
First along her legs, until they slowly spreads, takes possession of her body and her tears finally shot in the eye.
tears that can not be stopped.
A condition that falls suddenly upon them and shake off no longer be so easy.
you not noticed that the train has long since moved on.
Even now that she stands alone on the platform, they are not noticed.
She fights with him and that dream.
your dream.
Fight for the dream of her life.
the dream of this city.
Struggling with fear.
She's afraid to wake up and realize that everything is over.
is afraid not to make it.
not enough to be for this world.
She drops on the cold floor.
The bag still clutched always fixed.
Feel the emptiness.
the emptiness around him.
And above all, the void in itself.
disguise tears her vision.
you feel the cold that comes in addition to the fear.
remains for several minutes, they sit on the floor until she finally manages to be to move.
looking for a bank and can be down.
addiction with trembling hands for her cigarettes.
When she blows out the smoke, she feels her security returns.
the security they so desperately need.
The familiar feeling they can be quiet.
She leans back, while the platform fills and empties.
re-classify the people around them.
And now and then spits out a train, a man who is so like her.
The same cautious and anxious, as they themselves.
you see the many other people sitting on the floor.
Looks like these people are struggling with their fears.
These people rattle slowly after some time again.
Sit on the benches and watch the people who are like them.
some point she is again alone on the platform.
All alone.
it could allow the fear takes hold of her again.
could agree to let this fear paralyze them again.
But it is fighting against it.
It takes a deep breath, wiped the tears from her cheek, comes from the cigarette on the floor and stretches her shoulders.
Perhaps she is here alone.
alone on that platform.
Perhaps even at this moment.
But basically it is not alone.
There are people, friends who love them.
give their support and take their fears.
A smile plays around her lips as she thinks of these people.
Maybe it has to do it alone, to take the anxiety.
Maybe they should also fight alone, so that their dream comes true.
She stretches out her hand.
Just a little bit and her dream is within reach.
If they really want it, they can reach for the stars.
can achieve everything she wants.
She feels like she loses the ground under his feet and goes up.
always closer to her dream.
the dream of her life.
She turns around and sees her friends.
your friends who cheer and support in everything she does.
The people who believe in them.
And precisely because of these people, they know that their dreams do not give up.
that it is worth it to fight.
That should stop it and sometimes can show weakness.
And as it slowly sinks back down to earth and knows that she is indeed alone on the platform, but they feel deep in my heart that she is not alone.
your friends are always there.
And while this realization shifts in their consciousness, they begin to experience reality again.
She takes her bag and leave with a smile the deserted platform.
result in November 2010
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