Waiting at the Bus Stop

I'm sitting in the back of the bus where the heater is and I'm gazing into the isle of the bus. The heat is very strong, it's not very comfortable but neither is my position. My tangled dark blue track earphones are trying their best to blast "Move Along" by All American Rejects from my 3rd generation iPhone that sits in my flannel pocket. My friend in the seat next to me is reading Grendel while blasting Paramore, the freshman in the front of the bus are fooling around, once the bus goes over a *** hole they fly back into their place. Two seats infornt of me there are two girls sitting next to each other, probillily talking about a boy or how great the swim meet was. Th bus starts to go up my life threatening hill, many car crashes happen here. When we get to my stop I stand up mid drive, I feel like I'm surfing. And when the bus comes to it's sudden stop, I jolt back because I know I will fall. I walk down the isle of backpacks and freshman looking at me as if I was a big tough guy, I'm only 5 foot I would say. When I get off and cross our road, my dog is waiting for me. I start to cry. Kids should be allowed that right to be able to come home and see their dog waiting for them at the bus stop.

Prayers for Newtown

My friend was supposed to be suffering from some mental issue as everyone saw him talking to a person who doesn't exist at all
He used to live in a old building with an old couples
My friend was not very outgoing ,he used to spend all of him time in his room talking to his imaginary friend
Everyone thought he was just mad
Until a day when the couple living in his house were found missing
Everyone was shocked by this news wheres as my friend keep telling me it was meant to be
I remember my friend telling me how much he is irritated by those couple and  would **** them if he ever got chance
I keep repeating to myself it can't be my friend until one day he told me he saw a dream of killing them and hidding their dead body in basement
We went to check out the basement and there it was the bodies covered by red blood
When suddenly we heard a footsteps coming towards us
It was the man from neighbour and he had already saw us
My friend tried running away but nothing helped
He kept saying he hadn't done this and keep asking me for help
When the man was clueless as I was nowhere to be found
My friend keep crying for help infornt of me until he saw the man fainting infornt of him
As he bend down to wake him up
He saw the red blood all over the floor as there was written your name in red with the man's blood
My friend watched towards me in fear but I told him it was needed because now he knows who we are
Now you see your name written in red as you know I'm his imaginary friend who is probably dead