november 21 2016
Im standing in my usual spot at my bus stop. Kirby (idk her real name, thats just a name I came up with for her) arrives first, then comes Emma, then Nicholas. We stand in silence, probably because we never hang out with each other. We wait for the bus. I have been here since 7:30 am , the bus should be here ant second. I think I hear it. I see a squirrel.... oh, its gone...
Here it comes. The bus that is.
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