A/N: double post because the other one was super short :)
I sat on the bus, on my way to school.
I was listening to music, paying no attention to anyone.
The bus stopped and I looked out to see who's house we stopped at. It was Tommy's house, I thought. A hand slipped out of the drapes and waved for the bus driver to keep going.
The day flew by, and I sat down on the couch to watch some tv. I turned it on and the first thing that came up was the news. After what I heard, I got paralyzed. Tommy and his entire family were murdered that day by an unknown suspect.
After hearing this news, I had thoughts racing my mind and I decided I needed some sleep, so I went upstairs and flopped onto the bed.
The next day I sat on the bus, wearing headphones as usual listening to rock music.
As we were driving, the bus driver stopped at Tommy's house, unaware of Tommy and his family's fate. I got up and was about to tell the driver the news, when something caught my eye.
A pale hand slipped through the drapes of the window and waved to the bus driver to move on.
The driver continued.
I sat back down terrified.
