The crowds became stronger, the traffic louder, buildings taller. I lost my grip on my mothers hand but she didnt notice,

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  The crowds became stronger, the traffic louder, buildings taller. I lost my grip on my mother’s hand but she didn’t notice, I stumbled but once I had picked myself up I had lost her and I had lost sight of my father’s head- the crowds had pulled me back and were blocking the path to my parents, then panic hit me and the city pounced on me. It began to push me forward and pull me back like the tides of the sea; I couldn’t fight the current of people and now the city had me in its concrete grasp. I tried to shout but was being silenced by the marching and chanting of thousands of bodies all struggling against me. I started to look around in desperation for a patch of space, somewhere to escape this onslaught if only for a second. Then I spotted my chance through the murky waters of the crowd, it was a perfect island of bright green grass nestling in amongst the blank faces and metallic structures. I had to go for it so I summoned up my strength and powered through the legs of these strange, confusing people until I reached it.

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  As I approached my new found patch of land I soon realised it was more than a small patch but a vast open area. Despite my bewilderment at this shining green field in the middle of the dreary city I looked back hoping to spot my parents. I was looking out for my mother’s shimmering blue dress or the old torn leather jacket that my father loved to wear, but I was greeted only by ocean of gloom that I had just escaped from. I knew that I was not going to find my parents alone; I had to ...

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