Disclaimer: Read Chapter one's!! It's still the same!
I had been walking to Bangor for over an hour. I was just glad it was a sunny, cool day. It was only like 60 degrees and perfect for walking. My feet had gotten sore and I was tired. I hadn't prepared myself for such a long walk. Finally I made it to the Greyhound bus station in downtown Bangor. I took a sip of water I had frozen the day before.
"Hi, may I help?" a women behind the desk asked.
"Yeah, I need a ticket for the next bus leaving for Boston."
"Okay, we have one leaving in about a half hour. Is that alright?"
"That's perfect! I'll take it! How much?" I took out my wallet.
"That'll be a one way ticket for $45." I handed her the money and she printed out a ticket. "We'll be calling for the bus to load in about 15 minutes. Enjoy the ride."
I smiled and walked away. I stopped at a vending machine, although I had packed a bunch of food, bought a bag of Doritos and a Coke. I sat in a chair and waited for the bus. I watched as people walked by and saw a little boy playing with his father. I smiled and wished my father had done that. If he had I maybe at home right now.
"The bus for Boston, Mass with a stop in Portland is now boarding. Please have your ticket ready. Thank you for traveling Greyhound."
"Well, it's now or never," I said to myself as I picked up my bags. I took out my ticket and looked at it. "It's definitely now!"
I walked outside, got on the bus, and sat in a seat next to a window in the middle of the bus. I placed my bags on the vacant seat next to me and took out my personal c.d. player and a c.d. I had asked Jessy ask Cory to make for me. It contained all the songs I would need to get me through the ride. The first track was Soil's "Halo" and as I listened to that I drifted off into a dream world where I was a wrestler and walking down to wrestle Molly Holly. That would be my entrance song. Until recently I had never thought about being a WWE wrestler. But now it hung in my mind and I was thinking about pursuing it. I continued to sit there and listen to my c.d. The next time I would be off this bus would be in Boston, my, hopefully, dream destination.
I had been walking to Bangor for over an hour. I was just glad it was a sunny, cool day. It was only like 60 degrees and perfect for walking. My feet had gotten sore and I was tired. I hadn't prepared myself for such a long walk. Finally I made it to the Greyhound bus station in downtown Bangor. I took a sip of water I had frozen the day before.
"Hi, may I help?" a women behind the desk asked.
"Yeah, I need a ticket for the next bus leaving for Boston."
"Okay, we have one leaving in about a half hour. Is that alright?"
"That's perfect! I'll take it! How much?" I took out my wallet.
"That'll be a one way ticket for $45." I handed her the money and she printed out a ticket. "We'll be calling for the bus to load in about 15 minutes. Enjoy the ride."
I smiled and walked away. I stopped at a vending machine, although I had packed a bunch of food, bought a bag of Doritos and a Coke. I sat in a chair and waited for the bus. I watched as people walked by and saw a little boy playing with his father. I smiled and wished my father had done that. If he had I maybe at home right now.
"The bus for Boston, Mass with a stop in Portland is now boarding. Please have your ticket ready. Thank you for traveling Greyhound."
"Well, it's now or never," I said to myself as I picked up my bags. I took out my ticket and looked at it. "It's definitely now!"
I walked outside, got on the bus, and sat in a seat next to a window in the middle of the bus. I placed my bags on the vacant seat next to me and took out my personal c.d. player and a c.d. I had asked Jessy ask Cory to make for me. It contained all the songs I would need to get me through the ride. The first track was Soil's "Halo" and as I listened to that I drifted off into a dream world where I was a wrestler and walking down to wrestle Molly Holly. That would be my entrance song. Until recently I had never thought about being a WWE wrestler. But now it hung in my mind and I was thinking about pursuing it. I continued to sit there and listen to my c.d. The next time I would be off this bus would be in Boston, my, hopefully, dream destination.