Malleability

I was carrying a bag on my back. My usual companions were also packed. We were heading towards an unknown destination, but we were ready. We were waiting for our train in a lengthy afternoon.

An enormous orange train with a wide uncovered opening expressed its voluntary mission. We started running towards it as it was not stopping, but it was the train that we have to ride. I though I was the last one to have grabbed myself in, but a usual companion of mine failed to have a grab on the bus and bounced out. All of the beings inside didn't care as I look over the window where she was being indifferent of not being able to fulfill her standards.

We all met into a commercial establishment filled with closed and open commercial establishment and reposed to eat on the food court. The side were filled with loading and unloading vehicles. Then we all left and walked towards the province to stop.

We went inside a small restaurant on the second floor with a good ambiance. We were watching the pictures and memories on the frames, they were moving and alive. Some foreigners were eyeing our watching that of which annoyed me. It rained, the night was feeble.

We decided to go out and wait for the bus. Walking, the four of us walked as the rain grew madder. We decided the rain was attacking us and went to the side of a nearby store for cover. No vehicle ever appeared, instead there were a lot of little boys, too dark to even see their visages; they looked like they were shadows. They were running without hesitation.

We shouted to cheer them up. Out of all the four of us, I shouted the loudest. I kept on doing it until the owners of the store went out and looked at us with discomfort. I just looked back.