Natalie-Monique Le Sueur
Stories (2/0)
The Property of EMIT
I could hear the train faintly humming closer as I scrambled to find my subway card for the ticket turnstiles. The shrill voice of the announcer increased my level of anxiety by announcing that "yes, in fact, this IS your train that you are about to miss." My palms getting clammy, I shove my card into the machine and hurl my body propelling forward through the silver metal bars that squish my bag and my bottom far too close to my sandwich lunch than I'd care for. The engine roar crescendos whilst I high jump over pedestrians in my now half-creased work skirt that is undoubtedly, probably ripping, whilst smacking into those walking in the opposite direction to me. "Excuse me!" I mumble, leaping five stairs at a time, clenching onto my brown flats with squinched toes, only to look up from the 5th stair down and see the subway doors starting to close as the conductor blows his whistle and a polite, yet very defeating operator voice says "Please stand clear, the doors are now closing." I slow-motion lunge towards the doors, my bottom jaw drooping down to my neck, eyes wide with desperation as they slam in my face... and everyone inside gives me THAT smirk. Because, well, they’ve been me too.
By Natalie-Monique Le Sueur3 years ago in Futurism
The Property of Emit
I could hear the train faintly humming closer as I scrambled to find my subway card for the ticket turnstiles. The shrill voice of the announcer increasing my level of anxiety. I shove my card into the machine and hurl my body propelling forward through the silver metal bars that squish my sandwich lunch. "Excuse me!" I mumble, dodging people walking the opposite way, leaping five stairs at a time, only to look up and see the subway doors starting to close as the conductor blows his whistle and a polite, yet very defeating operator voice says "Please stand clear, the doors are now closing." I lunge, eyes wide with desperation as they slam in my face... and everyone inside gives me THAT smirk. Because, well, they’ve been me too.
By Natalie-Monique Le Sueur3 years ago in Futurism