Inside of the bus, more people are looking at me. But that’s understandable since I do look weird as I’m wearing a shirt with a hole in the stomach. I wonder if they thought of me as a freak because of my shirt.
But I guess that doesn’t matter much, because what concerned me the most was whether I would be found or not. As I am standing out way more than I should have because of my shirt.
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The bus makes a stop at the next station to pick up the people that are waiting there. There are a few people who get onto the bus and most of them prefer to stand up instead of sitting next to me, despite the seat next to me being empty.
But of course, I understand why they do that, who wants to sit with someone that has a hole in his shirt. That’s fine because that might be better…
Because t
