Olivia's Creative Blog

I wake up and glance at the clock. It said 6:00. I had about 45 minutes until the bus would come and take me to school. The bus ride would usually take an hour to pick kids up. I have always thought that the bus ride was boring. None of my friends would come on the bus because their moms liked to take them. I get up and throw on a clean shirt and pants. I glance at the clock again. 6:13. It is about time to wake up my little brother. I try to wake him up and he turns over. Gosh. I thought. It is almost impossible to wake him up. I try again and he slowly gets up and starts getting ready. I go to the bathroom and brush my teeth. I look at my watch. 6:20. It is dark and rainy outside so I am definitely not in the mood to wait by the bus stop. 15 minutes pass by and my brother and I walk to the bus stop. He wore shorts in this crazy weather. I thought as the bus pulled in on our street. The driver looks tired and he slowly reaches out to open the door. I get in after my brother and the driver grumbles “Good morning” in a groggy voice. I sit in my seat and look at my brother’s friends a few seats in front of me. They are loud but the driver doesn’t seem to care. I have my headphones on with music playing so I can try to make this odd feeling that I have in my stomach disappear. I try to ignore it. I look out the window as we are driving along a steep drop off. I don’t know why anyone would build a road here. I look at the driver as he falls asleep for a split second. We tumble from the road and we fall into a giant black hole. I wake up and glance at the clock. It said 6:00. I gasp for air. I had just realized that it was just a dream.

Sabino's Creative Blog

The Girl looked scared, constepated, and mad. Maybe her classmates and friends are shaking the bus and she is trying not to die. Or she has the poops and needs a potty room. Another sinario is someone near her has the poops and is blowing the bus up. I also think that she might juts not like being around people. I also think she ight have seen something that she likes and that is her face of happyness. Maybe she is just trying to scare little babys with her face. But Overall I think this girl is not having a happy day and that she might need to go tto the restroom.  

Guillermo's Blog

The girl's name is Stacey, she is waiting in the back of the bus for the bus driver to get on the bus because he's in the main office. She hears Nicki and Anna arguing a few seats away from her. She just ignores it and is scrolling through Cardi B ́s instagram and sees a video of her twerking. She didn't expect that and was surprised and went off instagram. She hears a boy yell ¨WORLDSTAR!!¨. She takes a look and she sees the two girls fighting. Anna ́s friend joined the fight and was punching Nicki on the head. Then Nicki ́s friend joined the fight and was punching Anna ́s friend. Stacey was scared and didn't know what to do. She tried calling for help, but a girl named Mia yelled at her and said ¨SNITCHES GET STICHES!!¨. Mia jumps over a few seats and goes toward Stacey. Mia gets to her and pulls her hair and starts punching her head. Stacey has never had experience with fighting so she doesn't know what to do but scream. The bus driver arrives and tries to stop the commotion by yelling ̈HEY!, STOP IT¨. He calls the security on his walkie talkie. A few security guards come running on the bus and stops the commotion. All 6 girls were sent to the office. Everyone got suspended except for Stacey. The other girls were mad that she didn't get suspended so they planned to jump her when they get off suspension.

Alyssa's Creative Blog

Usually Kendra had bad days at school. Kendra always got bullied. Nobody liked her and she didn't know why.  These past couple of days kids have been trying to talk to her. When she woke up, she felt super happy. When she went to school, people were actually finally having full conversations with her. She was so happy. She felt like people actually wanted to be her friend. Her mom usually took her home but today she found out her friends were taking the bus. She called her mom and asked if she could take the bus with them and her mom reluctantly said yes. Her mom was short and stubby and she was really good at makeup. Her mom always hoped for her daughter to have friends, but now she was concerned that her daughter was all of a sudden getting friends out of nowhere. So Kendra went on the bus. The bus driver wasn't exactly good at driving. There was one part of the bus ride where it was kind of like a drop. There was the street and then a railing and if you looked of the rail it was a big drop. The bus driver was driving very fast. There was a little car behind the bus. Kendra was not disterbed by the bus drivers driving and kept giggling on wit her friends. SHe accidentally dropped her phone. So she bent over to grab it, When she got back up the bus was out of control. Her and all her friends screamed causing the bus driver to be scared. Kenda ran to the back window pounding on the back window screaming for help. This made the bus driver angry. He turned it head for a split second and when he turned back around he was driving through the railing. The car that was once behind them came to a adrut halt on the street they were once on. The bus rolled and rolled down the steep hill. Kendra and her friends got badly injured. The bus driver was killed. When kendra arrived to the hospital she had a broken arm, internal bleeding, and a busted lip. Her friends cuts, bruises, and broken bones. Kendra was in a coma for a week. When she finally woke up, she didn't know anything. Everything was very confusing and when she was told the story she couldn't understand. When she was finally able to go back to school, everybody, literally everybody wanted to talk to her. Kendra and her friends were the most popular kids in her school. Everybody wanted to know the story. As the years went on the story got messed up. When those girls graduated from high school the story was now the bus driver kidnapped them and the girls were trying to go free. Very few people know the original story. When more years pass the story will change again and nobody will ever know what truly happened. Kendra doesn't think about this incident to much anymore. Her and her friends are still in touch and haven't exactly left each other. As for the dead bus driver, the girls still see him in their dreams and Kendra wishes she never would have taken that bus.

School Bus Terror by Charley

School bus terror

My name is Lauren Thompson and this week I attended a new school called MaryHill Middle school. I was nervous on my first day, but at lunch my future best friend said hi to me. Her name is Liyla Moore, she doesn’t know her mom, but she has her mom's last name. One day I was waiting for my mom to pick me up from school when Liyla approaches me. “Hey Lauren, I’m having a...uh...birthday party...this uh ...weekend and uh…”. She swallows, I can tell that she is nervous about something. “Liyla, are you ok?” I ask. She swallows again before she proceeds. “Yeah..yes I’m fine, uh what I was going to ask you if you wanted to come.” She starts to sweat, but I trust that she is ok like she told me. “Yeah sure, where and what time?” 

“My...uh..dad is going to drive us..to my house..on the bus...and be here at the school at…”. She checks her phone, and I can see the pool of sadness swell up in her eyes. “Lilya are you sure your ok?” “IM FINE! JUST MEET ME AND MY DAD HERE AT 6:30 PM OK!” She storms off and by this time I know there is something wrong. I check my phone to see when my mom said she would pick me up, when I am distracted by the sound of loud footsteps getting louder. I look over and it is Liyla, running at me, with her face dripping wet. She jumps on me and hugs me sobbing. “Liyla, whats wro-”, before I can finish she tells me “I'm so sorry Lauren, I hope you can forgive me, I didn’t have a choice.” At this point I'm confused as to why she is crying and apologizing to me. Just then her dad pulls up and calls her to his old, greasy truck. They drive off with my best friend sobbing and me with confusion. After a little while my mom picks me up, and I ask here if I can go to my best friend's party. “Who else is going?” “I think it's just me.” “What time, and where?” “6:30 pm at school, her dad is going to pick us up with his bus.” “That's strange, don’t you think?” “Mom, please, she is my best friend and she will be sad if I don't go.” I whine. “Ugh, fine, what time do you want me to pick you up?”, “9:30 maybe?”, “No, that is too late” , “Fine 8:30.” We both agree for her to pick me up at 8:30, so I texted Liyla the plan. 

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So the weekend rolls around and I check the clock, it says 6:25. “Mom can you take me now!” I whine. “Fine, get your stuff.” I grab Liylas gift and get into my moms car. She drives me to the school, but to my surprise I don’t see Liyla. I don’t think anything of it because now it is only 6:27. Then her dad pulls up in his old worn down, yellow school bus. He opens the door and they squeak, hurting my ears. “Oh sorry for the old doors, Liyla will be here in a minute, you can wait in the bus if you want.” I hesitate, because I don’t know him that well. “Oh..no I’ll just wait for her out here.” He looks mad and starts getting out of the bus aggressively. “Get on the bus, it looks like it is about to rain.” It is the summer time so it is still light outside, and I look up and there isn’t a cloud in sight. “But...there isn’t...uh..a....uh cloud out right now.” I say scared and sheepishly as he walks toward me. He starts yelling at me to get in his bus or bad things will happen. I start to run but he catches me by my hoodie. I start kicking and screaming as he wraps his arms around me, so I can’t move. He covers my mouth and I bite him until his skin breaks and he starts bleeding. His grasp loosens but he doesn’t let go, even when I kick him my hardest. He whispers in my ear with a sadistic tone, “Don’t yell...or you will regret it.” I don’t listen to him and I keep on kicking and screaming. This time he doesn't cover my mouth, he just drags me onto his bus. He throws me into a seat and when I turn around he knocks me out.  

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When I wake up we are on main street, so I think it couldn’t have been too long since we had left. He doesn't realize that I’m awake, so I carefully and quietly crawl to the back of the bus. My heart is beating so fast I feel like anyone can hear my heart beating from a mile away. Once I make it to the back of the bus I try to quietly open the back window. We are at a red light, and I try to hurry and open the window while being quiet. “HEY...WHAT ARE YOU DOING!” He walks to the back of the bus with an angry walk. “LEAVE ME ALONE!” I cried as I try to open the window as quickly as I can. He was about to hit me when the light turned green and everyone started honking at him. He quickly went to the driver's seat and drove over the speed limit for a bus.  I’m in the back seat and I start banging on the back window and screaming “HELP ME,PLEASE!” “STOP BANGING ON MY WINDOWS, YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT WHEN WE GET HOME!” He says with a sadistic smirk on his dry, cracked lips. We get to another red light and I was trying my hardest not to let him hear my crying, because I don’t him to hit me again. I wasn’t good at hiding it, when we came to another red light he came to the back and broke my finger, then he showed me his pocket knife. He raised the pocket knife and put it against his lips and said “Hush hush small child.” His lips started bleeding because he cut them, and he started laughing. Then I kicked him in the jaw, and when he tried to hit me again, I got Liylas gift and broke it on top of his head. I got Liyla a snowglobe, I had forgotten how heavy it was. Once I kicked open the bus doors I came stumbling out of that bus with a bloody nose, a black eye, and a broken finger. I fell onto the road and someone came out of their car, and the last thing I remember is the sound of sirens, and my mother crying.

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I woke up in the hospital, and my mom was crying beside my bedside. I asked what happened. “Well after you fell on the road, someone came out and got you out of the road and called the ambulance.” She could barely finish her sentence without letting out a sob. “I’m so sorry” “Mom it isn’t your fault.” I start crying as she sobs right in front of me, believing it was her fault. “Who was that man?” I asked. “He was a known peadifile and kidnapper, he kidnapped Liyla when she was walking home from school. He uses her to get other girls into...his trap.” I think “ so that is why she said that she was sorry. “Is she here?” I asked hoping she was here. Just as I said that she walks in crying. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t have a choice...and he said that he was going to-” Liyla….it is NOT your fault, the good thing now...is that we are safe...ok?” We sat together sobbing in eachothers arms, and we found Liylas real mom and dad. Liyla stayed in town and so did I, but from then on we never walked home and we never went on a bus ever again.

Safety by Liliana

Hi,  my name is Elizabeth and this is my story. After school I take the bus home. There was this one time when I was in the back seat talking to my friends and I wasn't wearing the seatbelt. The bus driver was distracted by the kid that was moving seats and yelling, then he looked in front of him and saw that the traffic light was red and there was a car turning , he passed the traffic light and he slammed on the brakes so hard so he wouldn't hit the car in front of us, so he turned and the bus flipped and a car hit the back of the bus. The car that us hit us and went through the bus. I was bleeding and I broke my arm, I saw that some people were really hurt and some wouldn't wake up. I couldn't get out of the bus because the door was covered. I didn't know what to do because when we had the bus evacuations I wouldn't  pay attention. So what I did was go to the back of the bus and looked out of the window and I saw that the people that crash in the back of us were my parents. 

Jackie's Creative Blog

It was a rainy Wednesday morning and Hailey wasn´t thinking about going to school but she remembered about her big test that she needed to take. Hailey got ready, ate breakfast, put her raincoat on, and went outside then she waited at the bus stop. She saw the bus turn around the corner then she went on the bus and realized that she was the only one on. She didn't think anything bad about it until she realized that the bus passed the school. She started getting nervous so she went to the front and asked the bus driver why they just passed the school. He looked at her and gave her a nasty look then continued driving. She then saw that he started going on to the highway and at that point she was scared for her life. She went on her phone and called her mom but she wouldn ́t pick up. She started panicking and the bus driver realized that. The bus driver then said ¨Why are you scared?¨. ¨Because I don´t even know where you´re taking me!!¨ she yelled. He then looked at her and said ¨You´re going to regret saying that.¨. She got up from her seat and went to the back window and started screaming for her life, making faces, and hand signals so cars behind the bus could realize that she´s in danger. ¨HEY! STOP DOING THAT!¨ the bus driver yelled crazily.  ¨NO!!¨ Hailey yelled back. A few minutes later, her phone died and Hailey remembered that she had a ruler in her backpack so she took it out and went to the front of the bus and hit the bus driver in the eye with the ruler. Hailey opened the door and went in front of a car, of course she gets ran over. Hailey woke up in the hospital and the police was there asking her questions. The police found out who she was so they called her mom and her mom was worried sick. Hailey´s mom went to the hospital and hugged her. A few days later, Hailey got homeschooled and after that Hailey never wanted to go on a bus again.