Rush for the train

You must get on the train. You just know they have more room, the stinking liars. The conductor's just so eager to leave that he doesn't care who gets left behind. You charge toward the train and push your way to the front of the crowd. You grab onto a handlebar the handle on the door and push but it wont open. It's then that you notice the train starting to move. You don't hop off. There's still hope you can get in. The train goes faster and faster. you're moving so fast that the air rushing by is doing funny things to your face and then you feel your feet being lifted upward. The train still picks up more speed. It has to be going over 400 miles an hour by now. You're just hanging by the handle, your body lifted entirely in the air. You feel your sweaty fingers slipping and then you unwillingly let go. The physics at speeds this high get kind of weird. It's hard to tell what's going on but from your point of view you're falling sideways across the side of the train, your body spinning out of control. Your arms and legs hit the sides of the train at high speeds. By the time you hit the ground, the train leaving you behind you're bloodied and nearly every bone in your body is broken. Well at least you're not alone. You see that many other people had the same idea as you and like you were strewn about the ground and near death. You try to enjoy the last minutes of your life by having a cheerful conversation with one of the other victims of their own stupidity. He wont participate in your cheerful conversation though. He just lays there groaning about the pain and letting out an occasional scream. You just lay there attempting to twiddle your thumbs(they're broken) and wondering what heaven is like.

The end