I dread every monday morning. Well.. more like EVERY morning. It's like my body has a alarm clock built in me. I can never wake up past 7:00 a.m. . I think it was the constant having to wake up early for school. Another reason to hate when the sun rises.
Anyways, I prepared myself for the day. I got dressed, put my homework that I fail to complete away in my book back, brush my teeth and eat breakfast. Oh. And, yes, I take showers. Just not in mornings like most of you guys. But that's sort of off topic.
After finishing my routine I must take the bus to school. Which is exactly what I did. I slung my book bag around my shoulder and began walking in the direction of the bus stop. All the other daily riders were conveying amungst each other.
It took some time befor my bus arrived. And once it did I rushed in, so I wouldn't be stuck asking "May I sit with you?" Once getting onto the school bus I recieved a text message from my mom.
Where are you? she asked me.
I simply replied with, well "I'm on the bus. why?" I got a response that confused me more than anything.
There's no school today.
"Well my bus driver just picked me up. Maybe you miss heard."
No. Right on the school's calendar it says "No school" on the seventeenth.
Maybe it was the wrong month or something, because everyone is here on the bus. I looked up from my illuminated, hand held ,device to go from confused tl scared.. and confused. None of theese faces I am now gazing my eyes upon were fimilar. They were more of a shadow than a humanly figure. Demons possibly?
I quickly look back at my phone, trying to respond as fast as I can.
"MOM CALL FOR HELP. BUS NUMBER N087. HURRY!" I hit send, but it wouldn't send. Why wouldn't it send!? I had no bars on my phone, great. All I could hear were familiar voices getting louder and louder.
They were talking of vicious ways they'd kill their teacher. Even themselves. It was horrid. I yelled at the bus driver to stop the bus, but as I look out of the window all I see is her speeding through stop lights and signs.
She finally stopped ,but the next thing I rember was a large semi hitting the front half of the bus. I was in the back, luckly(?). I woke up in a hospital. They said I walked into on coming traffic. I'm currently going through therapy after being subjected to mental hospital. They assumed I was to stressed out from school that I decided to kill myself by jumping infront of a car.
For now on, I'm going to be HOME schooled.
