Then the bus became completely silent, heads turning in every direction. Dead space as even some white noise seemed to have emerged through the heads of some of the passengers. Everyone seemed to have been expecting something to happen, like they knew about something that I did not. They all looked at each other like they were thinking, "****". Were we all doomed? Was I in the wrong bus at the wrong time? Aside from the silent tension coming from every person in the bus, all I seemed to have in mind was; if I was ever going to see the girl in the white lace dress again..
VelPez VelPez
22-25, M
Aug 19, 2014