On the Bus

　　On the bus

　　I was standing in the corner of the street that we lived on. My mom stood beside me.

　　The wind was screaming so loud again and again. The weather was too cold during the mid-winter.

　　It was seven’s clock; I looked around, but did not see what I really wanted to see.

　　“Mom, are you sure the paper says seven clock?” I asked her worriedly.

　　“Yes, I am sure. Just wait for another minute.” She looked at me and smiled, trying to make me relax.

　　My hands shivered because of the cold wind. Mom held my hands and gave me some heat. I smile bake and told her I will be fine.

　　“Mom, which school am I gonna to?” I interrogated her.

　　“Frederick High! You already ask me so many times, are you feel OK?” she was worried about me.

　　“Uh-hm, I think I just need a deep breath.” I breathed heavily. “see, I am fine now.”

　　“As long as you feel OK.” She till thought I was nervous.

　　Suddenly, we heard the sounds of a four-wheel that was coming to us; my smile quickly gone and my face stopped at the moment when I heard the sounds.

　　Moreover, my two legs started shaking, and I could not control them.

　　“Mom, do you think I can handle this?” I asked her in unconfident voice.

　　“You will, I know you can. Giving yourself some encourages and be relaxed. That is the best way to do it.”

　　I thought my mom was right, she always right. I really needed to start something by myself now. Mom already had so many things to do, she can not take care of me anytime, and I needed to grow up.

　　The four-wheel was near us, but it was just a normal car with green cover. The car passed us in high-speed. I slowly exhaled, and the heat came back to my face and hands again. At the same time, my legs stopped shaking. Mom and I both laughed.

　　However, there was another sound came out. This time, it was even louder and bigger than last time; we figured out is must been what we waiting for – the school bus.

　　When the yellowish-gold bus stopped in front of my eyes, I was thinking it had to be a dream, a daydream. How can I be there? I supposed to be China.
　　Then, all the sun was gone. The bus was there.

　　“Go ahead, it’s about time.”

　　“Mom, what if they do not talk to me?” this was the question I wanted to ask her long time ago. When we stood in the road, I remember the question.

　　“Who? You mean the students? They will talk to you. If no, you can talk to them.” She suggested.

　　“But, I can’t.” I knew my English is poor.

　　“Who says that? Someone’s English is even worse than you, but they don’t care, they just talking. Also, if you don’t speaking, how can you English be better?”

　　I reached my mom’s hand and held tightly. After the bus’s door was opened,

　　I saw a lady smile at me.

　　“Hi!?” I said in frighten voice.

　　“Hi! Are you gonna to Frederick High?” she asked me.

　　“Yep, she is!” mom answered her.

　　“Well, calm on, I have bunch of kids need to be pick up, so hurry!” This time, she said loudly.

　　Mom pushed me a little bit to the bus, then I realized that I was already in the bus. I was standing in the middle like a fool. Gosh, what do I suppose to do? Wait, the seat, I know, I needed to sit down. OK, I finished the first step, then what’s next?

　　The lady said, “are you the freshman? You look like anxious. Don’t be that fearful.”

　　Her voice made me feel much better, so what, it just a bus, I need to start the new things. Something I never done before.

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