By Hannah England

Her train had been cancelled an hour ago. As the next one pulled in, the swollen group of travelers jostled on the platform to be first to board. She found a seat and watched through the window as the rest of the crowd pushed forward. Their panic made her anxious and she realized her mistake; she could not stay on this train. Something terrible was going to happen, a fatal crash or suicide bomber perhaps. She retreated to the platform, relieved to escape.

That evening she scoured news websites looking for the disaster she had avoided. Nothing was reported.
Hannah England is a freelance writer living in Bristol, UK. She has written for The Guardian, the Same journal, SpillWords Press and Our Queer Stories.

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