My Tiny Tales: Metro.

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The old man stood next to the platform and looked to the approaching train. 

He was alone in this world, old and diseased. 

He walked towards the train as it approached, walking right next to the platform edge. 

He wasn’t there to take his life. 

He was there to make sure no one took their own, like his son had.


4 Comments

Sunitagupta · October 17, 2017 at 5:25 AM

A psychological analysis.

Sunitagupta · October 17, 2017 at 5:26 AM

A psychological analysis.good going dear.

Shweta Suresh · October 22, 2017 at 12:05 AM

Sad, but very touching story!

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