“OW!” I yelled as someone jammed their elbow into my shoulder blade. A tingle traveled down to my wrist. I tripped over someone's untied shoe laces but didn’t stop trying to get onto this train. Twenty people around me were doing the same. How am I going to make it to work if I can’t squeeze on the last square inch of the space left? The workers started to haul the door shut. At the last second I gave it my all and bulldozed into train. The doors shut behind me. Ten people who couldn’t manage to get on the train would probably get in a lot of trouble for being late to their work. I made it, although the person next to me looked like they were about to hurl from the mobbed train. For me this is an everyday bustle. I feel a heel stepping on my toe, a sharp zipper in my back, and two elbows jabbing my ribs. Now all that I can do is wait for twenty more minutes until my stop.
I agree this isn't right. How do people get through the day, what would happen if they lived far away and had to travel a long ways on these trains just to reach work. I think Japan's government needs to do something about this. If there were more trains or train stations then maybe this problem wouldn't exist. By adding more trains and more stations it will decrease the number on every train. I wonder how many people they get at one station a day?
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