BUS RIDE (One-shot/Short story)

I honestly never took the liking in bus rides. But I did not tell my mother nor my father about it. They would never understand. How could they? They would only scold me and they would prod me unto telling them why. And that I could never indulge myself into. I need to keep my mask on. No one should suspect the brokenness in me.This is my secret. And I would keep it until my last breath.