#4

#4
I get off of the train and enter into a world of commotion. New York is where I am. As I go up the steeps of the train station, I smell the exhaust from all of the taxicabs and trucks. It fills my lungs and makes me want to cough. I hear car horns going off every one minute from impatient drivers in cars next to me. I guess it is rush hour. I have never heard this kind of commotion before. I also hear people screaming as if someone was chasing them I walk down the sidewalk and past a pizza parlor. I can taste the pizza as if I was eating it that second for lunch. Today was the first time that I have ever walked around New York and it was amazing. As I walk back to the train, and down the stairs I say good by to everything. The smell, the taste, the things I heard, everything. I hold the railing and go down the stairs to train A going back towards home. I feel the raining and it is sticky, and slimy, and grouse. I have never felt this before. I get on the train and it takes me back home. I will never forget my day in New York.