I Hurried To The Train

I hurried to the train. I went to the third platform. But the train that stood there was not mine, but another one. I run back to glass door - there was one escalator - it was moving down slowly, and I run up against it. I run up with a bag and two books, very heavy, and my both busy hands didn't let me touch railing. It was Angel's thesaurus that I bought near the railway and the Birthday profiles - author Goldshneider Gary. There were 5 more stairs, and almost horisontal. But on its top - I fell, and two books fell half opened. I started to move back, and afraid of this engine - I took my books and bag - and was running like crazy. And at last when I reached the top of escalator - I asked people to see what was platform of my train. And I run a long way to the second - they told me. But there was no train. Only dark, when I turned to clock - just 4 minutes left, and the train was in far end, and I run and I went to it, with pain in belly. In WC I spew up, It was only my Pepsi, and three wounds - at my right knee, three wounds - at my left leg. And I thought - it's a sin, I was really punished, And it hurts: three to three Bloody red blots - to garnish.