I sat down by myself in the crowded school bus. Boys screamed and threw wads of paper at each other while girls texted each other even though they were mere inches apart. I simply stared out of the window. I watched as cars and palm trees sped by. Suddenly, I felt a paper ball hit the back of my head.
"HEY!!!!" I yelled, "KNOCK IT OFF!" I yelled in the general direction of the thrower.
"Sorry,ma'am," one boy said. All of the boys began to crack up. Idiots.
As I turned back to the window, I saw another school bus speeding towards the one I was in.
"WE'RE GONNA CRASH!!!!!!!!!!" I screamed. Every kid on the bus turned in the direction I was pointing to and screamed in terror.
The other bus crashed into ours and I was thrown into the air. I slammed into the roof of the bus, which was lying on its side. The windows shattered and glass buried itself into my skin. Then I felt something peirce my chest. I looked over and saw that it was a long, thin peice of glass. I began to breathe more quickly. Oh no, this was bad. the shard had probably, no definetely, punctured my lung. I guessed that I only had a little longer to live. Help would come too late.
Tears welled up in my eyes as I remembered that I would never get to see my family again, never get married, never have kids, and worst of all..... I would never get to go to that anime convention three months from now. I sobbed as it became harder and harder to breathe. I became dizzy from decreasing oxygen intake. Finally, black spots danced in my vision and I closed my eyes.
