Piece Of Creative Writing Essay

1233 words - 5 pages

Charlotte shivered as the trains doors opened, she peered over the top of her glasses to check the station; Piccadilly, She sighed and leaned down to grasp a book from her bag. As she started to read she couldn't help but be distracted by the man sitting opposite her. He was neither especially tall nor handsome but for some reason unknown to Charlotte, she could not take her eyes off him. The man was of high class wearing a simple pinstripe suit; purple cravat and Al Capone style highly polished black shoes. His briefcase sat to the right of him on the next seat was rather large and was securely locked with a large silver padlock. As she took another glance at him she felt that she had seen this man before, while admitting to herself her tired state of mind may be intensifying her paranoid imagination. She quietly giggled to herself and laid her head back to rest.She took her glasses off and placed them along with her book back in her bag clutched between her legs. The train came to a sudden holt and Charlotte's bag escaped her. She had banged her head on the armrest and felt a trickle of what she knew was blood, from above her left brow. As she looked about to retrieve her possessions she noticed that the man in the pinstripe suit had disappeared. Looking around she could not see any sign of him except his leather suitcase, which now lay on the floor in front of her. She stood up and focused her attention on the fact that doors to the other carriages and platform had not been opened and the windows were tightly barred. As the other passengers came to their senses, a man wearing a yellow neon blazer forced open the doors and hurried everybody out of the carriage and directed them through the tunnel. In her confusion Charlotte held her wound and stumbled towards the door, the man raising his voice to grab Charlottes attention asked her whether it was her briefcase on the floor behind her. Frowning at the man and wondering what he was talking about she began to murmur the word "no" but as she took a glance at the case, she livened up, walked over to the case, smiled at the man and said "yes". Charlotte was never one to steal and began to babble about the case to ensure the man believed it was hers, although this did not seem to make a difference as the man was very abrupt with Charlotte and did not seem to care. Charlotte stopped in her tracks, she knew the bag wasn't hers but could not help being intrigued by it. Observing the space around her Charlotte felt something scrambling past her feet she looked down and saw a rat running off down the tracks. Normally she would run away but she realised she would rather stay with the man and the rest of the group, even if the man was, as Charlotte put it 'as dull as a doormat' she ran after them. As she reached the back of the group she exclaimed to the railway worker "what is the reason for the train stopping?" the man rolled his eyes and sighed that there was a problem with the electrics. Charlotte could...

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