Yesterday on the bus, we were coming home on HH (That is where most kids on the bus live) and we came across a field where somebody was being Medi-Vaced. Our bus driver said there was a wreck. For most people that would be average news, but this
was far away from Town where everybody knew each other. So the moment Eric (our bus driver) said that, my legs went numb from fear, and the bus went silent. Fortunately, my brother has a Cell, and had it out in a millisecond. Thankfully, my brother got
a hold of my mom (there, my "Leg seizures" subsided) but it still could be anybody's relatives on the bus, on anyone I knew. We never got to see the wreck. And when I got home, my mom hadn't heard anything either. And so from now on, I will probably be
more thankful for my bus