hedin home on my 1890 bus ride
on the way home it felt like home its perfect an i fell asleep an it felt so goos to be quit for a wile my bus driver said " ansley your home an i got up an it wasin my bus driver it was a dream what a day ! but my freaind was moveing her head an it was a dirt road an a man was getting on our bus with a gun an i fainted my bff she got killed :(Join Qfeast to read the entire story!
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