a wrong turn

I throw my things into theĀ  bus, just the essentials, like toothbrush, some water and things like that. Exited, i sat down in the poky little bus seat, next to me is a strange man in a old, striped top. then he spoke to me in his rubbery voice,”lost are you? A little boy like you should not be going to a place like Grimgate.” “Why,” I asked. “Oh, strange things happen in Grimgate.” I never wanted to go to Grimgate i was expecting to go to my grandmas house. as soon as we stopped I felt like frozen water.

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