I walked to the end of my street. I sat down on the bus stop and set my bag down next to me. A man sat down next to me. I ignored him, he ignored me. He had spikey black hair and was wearing sunglasses. His headphones were playing some rock song. The bus screeched to a halt at my feet. I took a deep breath. I reached into my pocket and pulled out the carefully folded 2 dollar fair and paid the bus driver. I took a window seat in the middle of the bus and put my bag on the next seat so no one would sit near me. I rode until we got to the Greyhound Bus Station. I stood in awe that I had gotten this far without going home. I walked towards the doors. I slowed. I saw a father and daughter traveling together, just like my father and I had. I let a single tear slide down my porcelian skin. I didn't let that stop me though. I inhaled deeply and step through the doorway. _This is the beginning of the adventure of my life. Goodbye, school. Goodbye, family. Goodbye, friends. I'm off to live my life._ 2008-04-08T21:22:33Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/27033 <p>It is a quiet internal monologue. Kind of sad, still very calm, just where is this person going?<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/27033?basename=55104 2008-04-08T21:22:33Z Mistress Elsha Hawk http://ficlets.com/authors/mistress_elsha_hawk <p>Nice, quiet, internal view of the last few steps onto the adventure. Nicely paced as well, with little bits of information and detail.<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/27033?basename=54977 2008-04-08T01:09:19Z THX 0477 http://ficlets.com/authors/thx_0477