The Trip to Live Life to it's Fullest

by Louise Madison

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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.

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Average Reader Rating: 4.0 stars out of 5

  1. The Trip to Live Life to it's Fullest

    THX 0477's Buddy Icon THX 0477

    Posted 3 months ago

    4.0 out of 5 stars

    Nice, quiet, internal view of the last few steps onto the adventure. Nicely paced as well, with little bits of information and detail.
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  2. The Trip to Live Life to it's Fullest

    Mistress Elsha Hawk's Buddy Icon Mistress Elsha Hawk

    Posted 3 months ago

    It is a quiet internal monologue. Kind of sad, still very calm, just where is this person going?
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