Despair Station
Everyone's anxious and tired expressions are depressing. They all seemed like they wanted to die. I couldn't see anyone chatting but instead families were cuddled next to each other. Their eyes are shut hard and their hands are pressed on their ears. The loud voices, crying and thundering hard concrete floor echoed throughout the station. It's been 2 days of agony. It was hard to love this place. Every night I could hear honking of cars and bottle caps clanking on the cement floor.The smell of dirt and unclean bodies is disgusting. Babies were huddled with their mothers. Some people wouldn't fit in the beds so their feet would hang over and would cover paths for people to walk. Though people wouldn't often walk around at night. Everyone prefers to stay where they are. Everyday gets rougher and rougher. Some men would smoke cigars and the smoke would flow around the room. This made people cough and sneeze. It was terrible. The nights were cold and the blankets were thin. Some parents would use scarves so their children would be warm. I could detect myself starting to get sick. This place is very polluted. It's horrible here. 
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