Of course, I brought an umbrella with me.
I hooked my umbrella on my arm when I was on the train.
The train stopped suddenly and I lost balance.
I didn’t know what had happened then.
I saw a man suffering with agony.
I’m not sure whether he was lucky or unlucky, he was sitting.
When I lost balance, I poked him, slightly above his knee cap where you can feel the gap, with my umbrella!
He understood it was unintentional.
He forgave me quickly, but he couldn’t stop groaning.
I had to get off quickly because a train stopped at my station.
I silently promised to him that I won’t hurt anybody with my umbrella again.