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NYC Subway

December 1, 2022
By gmzeh700 BRONZE, Phx, Arizona
gmzeh700 BRONZE, Phx, Arizona
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The baseball game just finished, you're ready to leave. You head towards the 


subway station and arrive at the stairs before descending. The descending of the 


stairs start. It's cold, with a breeze. It smells absolutely atrocious and 


smell burning rubber and drugs. You look up and see a 


man throwing a tantrum for no apparent reason. Next 


to him, a lady sitting on a cardboard box. BO fills the air and your lungs, as you walk 


by 3 people who probably 


haven't showered in days.  The train next to yours comes to a screeching stop.


You now wait on the platform. Everywhere you look 


you seem to see cigarettes and trash. A man offers 


fruit in the middle of the platform but you decline. Every 


The railing you touch has gum on it. The smell of 


marijuna is so bad, you can almost taste it. But hey, it's 


only 2 bucks a month right?

Your train arrives coming to a screeching halt. But even 


after all that waiting, you look into the train and sure 


enough, it's completely packed. The doors open and 


not one person gets off. Now, you are forced to stand and 


now squished in with the crowd. Now your body 


touches 3 other people, you can barely get a hand on a 


railing. There are pregnant ladies and newborn moms 


nursing children. Nurses coming from a 12 hour shift. 


There are drunks and druggies, people sleeping and of 


of course, people with pets. The train reeked of BO and 


weed. It was very hot because of all the bodies. The urge to get to get off is great but 

now it's too late, the train has 


i have already started moving. 


A long trip awaits you now. The claustrophobia 


is eating you up inside. Two men started yelling at each 


other on the other side of the train. Your head swings over to see what is happening 


and one is wearing a yankees jersey


and one is wearing a red sox. Out of absolutely 


nowhere, one swings at the other and all of sudden it 


looks like the royal rumble. You think to yourself, “this 


can't be happening”, but sure enough yes, yes it is. 


The train tilts a little as 3 other passengers lunge at the 


2 idiots to break it up. They get it under control as the 


the train stops swaying. The train still smells like a drug 


store and a garbage can. We hit the 6th stop since I 


have gotten on the train and a load of people scrunch

 

off the train clearing up what felt like a whole mansion 


space of room. I push a few people and finally get 


down to one of the few seats that opened. 


I am now finally sitting. The girl in the row in front of me 


is staring at her phone, bawling heavily. No one really 


talks to each other, so no one tries to help her. I 


remember I have some water, so I reach into my bag 


and grab it. I am so happy as it is insanely hot and 


humid on the train. The cool soothing liquid running in 


and down my throat is like a dream. I put it in my bag 


and once more think about when I will be able to get 


off. A man, who looks insanely angry, stands up in front 


of me. I lean back a little, not sure what to expect. He 


is foaming at the mouth and walks to the end of the 


train. He starts screaming and snarling at the air. He 


looks around the train. He slams his hands on the 


doors. While the train is moving, he opens the doors 

hat connect one train to the next, and steps out onto 


the little passageway that connects them also. The 


train hits a sharp turn and the man outside is swung to 


one side, only being saved by a rope, keeping him 


from certain death. He opens the next set of doors and 


walks into the train. The lump in your stomach grows, having no idea what just 


happened.


You scoot all the way to the end of the train. There are 


still a lot of people in the train and you're about 3


minutes away from getting off. This is never happening again, you think to yourself. 


The smell of marijuana fills the air, You can almost taste 


the horrid smell. Sleepiness almost took over and you almost drift into a 


sleep as the train comes to a screeching stop. The stop is called and you jump up 

and you're ready to go. You hustle for the steps to 


ascend to freedom. You get a whiff of fresh air and sprint to freedom.



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