The Silent Bus Every morning, Ethan waited alone at the end of Willow Street for the school bus. The mornings were always cold, wrapped in pale fog that drifted over the empty road. Usually, the bus arrived at exactly 7:15 AM with its familiar squeaking brakes and cheerful flashing lights. But this morning felt wrong. […]
He walked fast.His face was hidden.He pulled the collar of his coat up to cover himself.Stressed.Uneasy. He threw quick glances around him,his steps growing longer, faster. It felt like midnight.The streetlights flickered one after another,as if taking turns to breathe.The shadows owned the city. A monster made of fear wrapped itself around his chest.His eyes
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