The Empty Bus
I step into the bus, it being cold inside. I get this feeling of fear, creeping down my spine, peering at the seats, I see they're all empty, no one upon sight.
I sit, no one entering the bus. It is then, when something had grabbed me from behind. A shadow, a fear, "you shouldn't be here".
I cower in my seat, the shadow above me. The bus drives on endlessly, never letting me off.
" I shouldn't have gotten on the empty bus."