The wind blows through my light gold-ish brown and in my face making my cheeks rosy and the tip of my nose, I slide my cold exposed hands into my designer jacket and fixate my eyes on the horizon (where the bus should come at exactly 5:20, which is five minutes after school ends). It's only 5:18 when I hear the rumbling bus speeding down the road, once the bus comes into view I throw my bag over my shoulder preparing to board the bus, the bus comes to a stop and the doors open to reveal a scrawny man in his late 40s siting in the driving seat.
"Good day to you lass" the man greats my with a yellow teethe smile
"4045 cherry blossom road" I say as I drop the money into his jar
"Right away m'am" the bus driver nods.
I take a seat on the bus and bring out my apple head phones, I scroll through my list of songs and finally settle with autumn breeze by Emily bouquet.
I look out the window at the trees as they fade together creating a line of brown-ish red.
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portal to hell
Fantasya normal girl named rebecca has her world changed when she is stuck in her dream. trying to find out who traped her in this dream she is lead to belive it is her two mortal enemys issac sour key and Kegin corn. rebecca seaks help from morgan butter...
