He hopped on the train, leaving London for the first time in his whole life. He loved London, it was the city that he was born in, the city that took care of him, the city that made a home for him. He found his seat in the corner near the doors, his grey fur keeping him warm from the air conditioning.
The train began to move and he could see Liverpool Street station disappearing behind him. Soon he could see greenery, lots and lots of fields as the train began to leave London. He was amazed at the amount of green space and the large animals he saw on the fields. Animals he had never seen before, big and majestic. Some had white wool covering their bodies, others were almost naked except for the hair on their tails. His eyes were glued to the scenes in front of him.
He reached his destination and was the first one off the train. The beautiful sun was shinning so bright on him, he instantly felt at home in this new town. He got out from the station and could see familiar shops, Pret A Manger and Sainsbury. He looked all around him, ready and eager to explore this new town. He set a mental alarm to make sure he didn’t miss his train home.
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