I went on a trip to Peter. In the Sapporo.

I am late, I run through the building of the station, distracting passengers. I understand that the train has to go a minute back, and the trains are not planes, they are rarely delayed. But I always struggle to the last: "And suddenly I didn't leave?!“”

I run to the perron, it’s worth it.
I pushed up. Here, from the door of the last wagon, a aunt in a railway shape rises up and puts her hand on me: "Fast run!“”

I walked into the door, and my aunt barely turned. I breath with the frequency of the alternating current. I hear someone in the back of my aunt ask:
What is there?
He was sitting! He responds.
The doors closed and the train hit.

I specifically defamed. I think I woke up famous. I don’t understand why suddenly?! to

I turn around, and there the stunned Boyarski stands.