A SCARY EXPIERIENCE.

It was a cold, wet morning, the kind which is perfect for sleeping in. but, of course to go to school. I stumbled onto Bas Kilang and plonked myself next to a wispy white-haired old lady. She gave me a smile, unusually cheerful for this time of the morning. I returned her gesture of goodwill and promptly went to sleep, dozing off beside her with music playing in my earphones. As the bus rumbled on, the passenger crowd to build up. I was rudely awakened by a few vicious pokes from an umbrella, and I opened my eyes to see a middle-aged lady glaring at me. She told me to move inside and I stared at her, slightly dazed. Turning my head to the left, I saw the old lady peacefully sitting beside me looking out the window, completely unaware of her surroundings. I looked back at the umbrella-poker with a curious expression on my face. Couldn’t she see the old lady sitting beside me? Was she mad? The bus was getting packed and commuters were jostling to get in and find a spot to settle in. the middle-aged lady looked puzzled and her eyes flickered to the seat beside me. The old lady turned, looked directly into my eyes, and smile again. I did not smile back because I’m confused. Then the umbrella-poker, losing patience, just made her way past me and plonked her right on to the old women’s lap. I told her to stop but surprisingly when I turned to my left and saw that only the middle-aged lady was sitting next to me now. With her smile, she told me to go to clinic for check-up. I looked all around the bus but the old lady had vanished into thin air. The old lady wasn’t scary or anything. In fact, she seemed friendly and kind. She just left me behind with my confused and curious feeling. Many passengers look curiously in my direction. After all, I guess I should went back to sleep seem my way to school still 45 minutes. Surprisingly, when I woke up, I still in my bed, hug my pillow and the clock showing that it still in the morning. I feel glad because it just a dream.