It was my last day as a bus driver when the storm hit. My daughter and granddaughter had come along to celebrate my retirement. Little Abby was holding balloons when she got on the bus , and soon she was clutching them in fear. We were supposed to go out for pancakes afterward . I was going to make sure that my baby and her baby got those pancakes. The whole city could fall to pieces , but every passenger on Bus 62 would make it out alive.
Today a man got hit by a buss rite infront of me..he survived but the busses entire window was shattered and the front eas dented up pretty bad...i think i saw a super man today
"But there's a flood"
"My parents aren't here"