someday her bus will come

Once upon a time there was a little girl who wanted nothing in the world but not to miss the bus.

Every day, she will rush after the bell rings and sit in the bus stop, eagerly awaiting her ride. She would crank her neck at every sound, sight or sign of a bus passing her way and feel giddy with anticipation. There were very few things in the world she wanted more than to get into the bus that would take her home.

She would watch her friends from the sidelines of the small confine of the bus stop as they hail their rides and the intended buses stop in front of them to take them home. While she was happy for her friends, every time somebody leaves, she feels more and more alone. There were very few things in the world she wanted more than to not be alone.

Sometimes she felt restless and would think of doing something to pass the time, like read a book, write a blog or have fun. But each time the thought of missing the bus crosses her mind, she forgets about all the other things that make her happy. There were very few things in the world she didn't want to miss more than the bus.

You see, what she did not know was that her home was very near and she could easily have made the trip, if only she was willing to walk. As she is a very smart girl, maybe the narrator is wrong. Maybe she knew. And maybe there were very few things in the world she didn't want to do more than walking home.

She is also very creative and experimental. She would sometimes get into random buses, in the hopes that the bus guide is wrong, the driver will change his route, or that maybe, her home would change to fit the route of the bus. As she lives in a world that was not Narnia, you could not sing yourself into creating what lies ahead. Broken hearted, she will go down on the last stop. Lost. Crying. At this point she will call her parents who love her and would willingly take her home. While she appreciates this, it gives her little comfort to ride home in the backseat of their car going home. She would look back and hope that her bus, is tailing their car. There were very few things in the world she dislikes more than being brought home by her parents.

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One day she met another little girl with a very big nose. Let's call her little miss big nose (LMBN). As expected from someone with a big nose, LMBN would ask her about a lot of things like her quest for the bus, her love for cooking, her impeccable report card and her dancing.

She would tell LMBN about her adventures. And this will make her feel better. When she talks to someone, she is reminded that she is not alone.

LMBN is a confusing little girl. Sometimes she will talk and talk and talk, analysing the situation, giving similes, an oxymoron litany, cryptic messages and sometimes, even dragon speak. Other times, she just listens. Maybe LMBN is also lost--she doesn't know how she could help.

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One day, she posted an ad about her quest for the bus. A willing driver came across the ad and so the negotiation shortly followed. The deal was shook on. Of course as she is only a child and could be very excitable, she did not get the agreement in writing. She trusted that their conversation was sufficient and that both parties were clear with the terms.

With high hopes, she got into the bus.

As she had anticipated this ride for a long time, she knew very well the timing of the trip. When she didn't see the picket fences supposedly due, she patiently asked the driver, "are we there yet?". The driver said that he wanted to take her sight seeing before going home, as there are many sights to be seen. He wanted an adventure and she is the perfect companion, he said. Pleased with the driver's answer, she relaxed and looked out the window. It was beautiful.

While she was exuberant about the new partnership and their journey, she couldn't shake off the vision of the golden pot at the end of her rainbow. So she asked again, "are we there yet?".

Driver is very fond of her and likes driving with her but lives to drive. So he told her that he could take her home but could not stay with her because he was born to be a driver and driving was his home. He promised to visit her regularly and fulfill no other contracts but the one he has with her.

She looked at the driver. And felt confused.

She nodded. And was silent.

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LMBN just finished typing. She nods. And shuts up.