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57. Riding the Bus
It was early morning. The sun was
over the horizon. She got on the
. The bus was smelly. It smelled foul.
fare was one fifty. She paid her
. "Good morning," said the bus driver. "Good
," she said back. The bus driver was
. This was odd. She mostly met mean
drivers. She wondered why. The bus was
. She looked around for seats. There were
seats in the front. She looked to
back. There was one seat available. She
her way to the back. There were
lot of people. "Excuse me," she said.
touched elbows with people. The people let
through. She reached the back of the
. Her seat had been taken. She held
to a pole and stood. It was
brand new day. She was happy. It
her first day of university. The bus
on.
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