Thursday, October 11, 2012

You never know what hit you by Stanley

"Haha! I'm so excited!" I said to my best friend, Tom He gave me a cheerful nod before we set off from my void deck to Bishan MT station to take the MRT to Chinatown for the 'Beyblade' tournament that just started that day.

I tapped my card and went through the opening gates while Tom did the same. We waited for the train while staring excitedly into each others' backpack. In our backpacks contained our modified spinning toy and our geared up launchers.We stared into space thinking how intense the tournament would be and were almost oblivious to the roaring of the approaching train.

We zipped up our backpack and boarded the train, not knowing that a terrifying experience was waiting us.

We managed to find seats but seeing the elderlies standing, we offered our seats to them. Tom held on to the pole and suggested I did the same, Being the naive child I was, I grinned and told him I was okay. Never did I know that would be the biggest mistake I made in this trip.

"Boom! EEE!" All of a sudden, the train jerked forward and everybody lunged forward with the train. As for me, not holding on to anything, I could feel my eyes widen as people around me turned to me and shouted something. But I did not hear them. All I know was I was falling, falling on my giant butt.

"OW! That hurts!" I groaned. Tom came over to check on me but apart from my aching butt, everything else was fine.

Oh no! My 'Beyblade'! Then, the train regained stability as I zipped open my backpack and check on my 'Beyblade'.

'Please be okay! Please be okay!' I thought. My spinning toy was safe without a scratch.

"Phew!" I heaved a sigh of relief. Just then, a voice blasted through the speakers.

"Dear passengers, we're sorry for the bumpy ride. A little ball was stuck on the track. It will be removed instantly. Meanwhile, enjoy your ride and we hope you have a safe journey."

Tom and I looked at each other and frowned. That little ball could have caused a major accident, killing many but we were glad no harm came to us.

When we reached Chinatown, we threw the scary MRT experience aside and wished each other best of luck to becoming the best blader in the country.

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