The Journey•Short Story•Part 1
The bus stumbled through the heavy paved road. I bocked up and down on the seat. Having the first time experience of traveling with my cousin brother, I hoped it went well. We did not talk much. Watching the outside, something peculiar caught my eye. There were three woman, sitting on a table side stitching socks. The weird thing was that, they were looking only, at ME!
I gripped my brother and...
I gripped my brother and...