Personal Narrative: The Metro Rattle

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The metro rattles, startling a young woman. She twists the fringes of her hijab. ‘Did nan remember to take her medication?’ She twirls the tassels decorating her purse. As a girl living near Washington D.C, metro rides are the perfect environment for retrospect. Yesterday’s interview, the movie I’m craving to watch, the upcoming chemistry assignment flicker through my mind. Life’s a book, and I star as the protagonist, narrating every event, battling the internal and external conflicts, and climbing the plot mountain. A man, formally dressed, searches desperately for a seat. ‘I have to make it to Emily’s concert.’ His cheeks are ruddy, and dark strands of hair stick to his sweaty forehead. However, I also like observing others. The people