Each morning I ride the bus to school. I wait along with the other people who ride my bus. Sometimes the bus is late and we get angry.
Some guys start fights and stuff just to have something to do.
I'm always glad when the bus finally comes. A bus arrived. It let out its passengers, closed its doors with a hiss, and disappeared over the crest of the hill. Not one of the people waiting at the bus stop had attempted to board. One woman wore a sweater that was too small, a long loose skirt, white socks, and slippers.