Chapter 4 { Bus }

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On the bus ride home, I could see though the window that the sky's were getting grey. I was in the front seats, where no one really sits, but me.

Kyle wasn't on the bus, so either he walks home, got a ride or took a different bus. I don't know what to think about Kyle, well we only talked for about 15 minutes, so I probably shouldn't have an opinion of him yet.
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I was always the last one of the bus, because I lived the farthest away. I really don't know why there wasn't any schools closer, but that's life, you know. Watching as kids left the bus one by one, there was fewer people still sitting on the bus. Then it's finally just me on the bus, plus the bus driver.

Driving down the road, watching trees flicker by, I start to get bored, like I always do.

Then I see the wooden sigh standing ,what says 10km to the beach,by my are house.

Then finally the house comes in view, I was home, as the bus stops, I climb out and wave to the driver good-bye . I start walking up the small path, to the door, step by step. Coming up to the door, I try putting my keys in, but the door swings open, when I touch it.

Someone was in the house.

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