The look on his face as he sat upon the bench, was one of anxiety, the wrinkles on it, were too many for such a young face the sunken eyes completed the young mans expression, one of total dismay.
Standing at the station waiting for my train to come, I watched his body language, he had a nervous tick, he kept wringing his hands, in frustration and everytime he did that he muttered something to himself.None of the passengers gave him a second look, everyone went about their business, which made me want to believe that he kind of lived there.
Looked at the huge clock, it told me that my train was running late, and the announcements kept coming in. Here was this young man I really couldnt fathom what it was that brought that him to this state, of course I did notice a small teeny weeny suitcase tied with a rope ..double security.Beyond that no clues.
My eyes looked heavenward and with a prayer on my lips boarded the train to my destination.
I never will know the mystery of this Young Man.
Standing at the station waiting for my train to come, I watched his body language, he had a nervous tick, he kept wringing his hands, in frustration and everytime he did that he muttered something to himself.None of the passengers gave him a second look, everyone went about their business, which made me want to believe that he kind of lived there.
Looked at the huge clock, it told me that my train was running late, and the announcements kept coming in. Here was this young man I really couldnt fathom what it was that brought that him to this state, of course I did notice a small teeny weeny suitcase tied with a rope ..double security.Beyond that no clues.
My eyes looked heavenward and with a prayer on my lips boarded the train to my destination.
I never will know the mystery of this Young Man.
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