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STORY 18 : ENDLESS


I felt it. I don ́t know what it was, but I felt it. I was at the bus stop last night. Probably, I was too alone to be there. A worker of the station told me that the next bus would be the last one of the night, because the streetlights didn ́t work as well as they had expected and bus drivers couldn’t see the road. I wasn ́t scared of that; I have always considered myself brave. Besides, there has never been any accident in this town, so I felt calm. Fifteen minutes later, the bus arrived. As usual, I paid 2.50$ and I sat on the first row of seats. But when the bus started, every single thing was different for me. Everything was darker; a lot of strange sounds were playing in my head while I was seeing some terrify faces in the window. Despite this fact, I didn ́t feel scared until I saw the face of the bus driver. My head kept repeating just one thing: Why are you here? (SPANISH)
The driver was getting fast. I was getting scared. I had to keep my temper. Because I knew if I didn’t stay calm so I can’t escape here. My only purpose was getting out of here. While I was thinking about these,suddenly the bus stopped. The driver wasn’t moving. When I looked out of the window ,I reailzed this place was a graveyard. The driver stood up and he started to walk up to me.I was really afraid. Somehow,I had to get out from this bus I broke for the door but the door was locked. as soon as I and the driver came eye to eye, I got scared stiff and I passed out . When I opened my eyes ,I saw the driver in a pit, digging a grave . He hadn’t noticed me. There was another shovel near the grave. I grabbed the shovel and hit his head. He was unconscious. He was laying motionless in the grave. I buried him.I had done it.now I had to go home . I was walking towards home. It was really dark and I was hearing creepy noises. I’d never seen baker street as scary as this before. While I was looking for where the noise coming from , I saw the same faces that I from the bus window . I was panicked . Just as I thought this nightmare was over, I realized it hadn’t even started yet. I started to runtowards my house. When I got to door, they were right behind me. Now my mother was going to open the door and this nightmare was going to end soon. I rang the doorbel. But the one who opened the door wasn’t my mother , it was the bus driver taht I buried. What was I going to do now ?
(TURKISH)

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