Story 5:
When I was maybe 19, I was flying back home to see family. I had a layover in Atlanta, and it was short. I had to absolutely rush to make my flight. I managed to get to one of the trains that take you to the next terminal. I had never been on one before and had my earbuds in, so I didn’t hear the automated voice telling me to “hold on.” The train lurched forward, and before I could fall, a guy next to me grabbed my arm and stopped me from hitting the floor. I thanked him, and he just nodded. That was a decade ago, and I’m still appreciative. © Ginger_Chick / Reddit
