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Creative Writing : Loser

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Jessica Scales Creative Writing : Loser Dull eyes stared out of a grey face void of any emotion. The little man stood clutching a plastic briefcase on the edge of the platform that was part of a busy, city railway station. Thousands of commuters used the station everyday, hurrying to and from the trains. People pushed past him without noticing. He was a mere flyspeck, and nobody cared. He had stood on that very same spot each working day for the past ten years, invisible in the crowd. There was nothing unusual about the station or the many commuters that used it. But the man standing close to the edge of the platform had made a decision that would make him stand out from the crowd. It would get the attention of radio, television and the press. It was a decision he had not made lightly. All his life he had been a nobody. ...read more.


He'd wash the dishes, and walk to station, arriving at 8:07am to catch the 8:10am train to his tiresome job. There was a time when the little man's life looked as if it had changed for the better. He had met someone just as lonely as himself. She was short, slightly overweight and a bit more outgoing than the little man. With difficulty they had made conversation when the little man sat next to her after an incident with an old lady and her walking stick. They found that they had loneliness in common. After a few days of meeting on the train the little man started to look forward to seeing her. He found her quite attractive. She began to draw him out of his shell that he had locked in to. Soon he was telling her things about himself that he had never told anyone before. When she suggested that they live together, it did not take him long to agree. ...read more.


Had he known what they were thinking he might have decided to jump in front of a train month earlier. The man looked down at the track. The discarded packets and wrappers, countless cigarette butts and other rubbish framed by the gleaming rails stared back at him. Rubbish, that's what I am, he thought. I belong down there with the rest of it. It won't be long now. It was 5:13. Just one more minute of misery. He could see the train in the distance getting bigger every second. People were moving away from the edge of the platform. The little man remained at the edge. Nobody took any notice of him. Just a few more seconds and it would all be over. Should he jump...or fall? He clutched his briefcase; containing only the plastic lunchbox as he decided which way was the best to go. Jump or fall? The train roared into the station and the little man stepped back, still undecided. Then he boarded the train for the twenty-three and a half minutes of boring journey back to his dreary bed sit. Vikki Iggulden Word count:840 ...read more.

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