The Fall
There I sat perfectly
content on the very packed T
Getting anxious as we
finally arrived at my stop
I gathered my things,
and stood up
Maneuvering my way
through the crowd
Politely excusing
myself the entire distance of 3 feet,
The T screeched to a
halt and I desperately looked for a place to hold on to--
With little luck, it
was too late, I fell on the middle of the T.
Blinking my eyes to
check if it was true,
It was, because there I
was still on the ground
Shocked that first I
was on the ground, but secondly
No one was helping me,
So to make things worse
I stated, “Oh my gosh I just fell”
I hoisted myself up,
almost falling again
The doors finally
opened, and gaining composure, I walked off
But with just a tint of
regret,
For I should have
yelled
“Ow my ankle”
Because maybe then I would
have gotten a response
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