The day dawned to the sound of birdsong and with a clear blue sky. Mandy stepped out of the house filled with hope. This was the day! Nothing could stop her from achieving her goals. The brisk walk to the subway energised her and she smiled at the strangers around her, positive energy glowing in her eyes.
Descending into the subterranean space, she saw the neon lights flicker. She pushed ahead regardless, knowing that the ride to her destination would be crowded and airless. As always, she hoped it would be quick. The morning transit experience was not one she enjoyed: the pushing. the smells, the crush of bodies packed into the car like glassy-eyed sardines. The soulless journey was endured, not relished, every workday.
Then her worst nightmare!
The train ground to halt, the lights flickered and died. Crushed within the sea of humans, Mandy heard a woman scream. An echoing scream lay dormant in her throat. Forcing herself to breathe, Mandy tried hard not to panic. Closing her eyes against the dark, she focused on what the day was to bring. Positivity. Good news. A chance at promotion.
The ten minutes until the generator kicked in felt the longest she had experienced in her life. And then the wait and the escalating body odours of her forced companions. She really needed to find another way to get to work!
Finally arriving at her destination, Mandy shoved open the door to her office building. She was late and her smile had slowly drowned under the tapping irritation of her foot. Entering the sales floor, her manager cheerily greeted her with the information that she had lost the opportunity she had hoped would be hers. Her hard work had been ignored because she’d been late for the presentation. No one cared about accidents on train tracks or fatal injuries of other humans. After all, leaders are never late.
The day had started with blue skies and birdsong. It ended with darkness and a sense of surrender to the Fates.
© Colline Kook-Chun, 2019
(This post is linked to Linda G. Hill’s Stream of Consciousness Saturday challenge)
well done flow – quite the change from start to end – yikes –
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Thank you Yvette. I was trying to describe how a person’s mood can change from positive to negative in a morning.
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Great story. The ending sucks though.As in, sucks for the main character, not as in it being a badly-written ending.
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I agree. Sometimes a day’s joy just gets away from us.
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I’m gutted for her! 😦 But some days it takes even less to turn the smile off. You got the captivity in the tunnel just right, Colline.
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Thank you Jo. This was written by someone who does not enjoy taking transit during peak hours 😀
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