Its July 20th and Johnny is on his way to school for a new semester. Getting on the bus, a slight smell of broccoli and baby cabbage crawls up his nostrils. Not a big fan of veggies, Johnny just pulls his jersey over his nose and tries to block out this nasty smell. It is a 15min drive to school by bus and the closer he gets to school, how the smell grows. “Gee bus driver lady, what is that awful smell hanging in the bus?”. No answer comes from the front, only a hat bobbing up and down as they hit bumps in the road.

Slowly he gets up and walks to the front. Realising that he is the only boy in the bus, he stops for a moment, takes a deep breath and takes another step towards the bus driver. As he approaches, the stink hits his nostrils like a needle in the flesh. It burns and his eyes starts to tear! Putting out a hand to touch the silent bus driver, the bus suddenly comes to a halt, and Johnny flies against the windshield. Looking up at the bus driver, he sees and old, grey and wrinkled old woman, staring in front of her. Not noticing him. Next moment her bloodshot eyes stare down at him and her mouth opens…

Johnny is shocked. He runs to the door but it will not open. The lady keeps staring, her mouth gawking, with rotten, stained teeth. She gets up and walks towards him, her hand out, wanting to touch him.. he screams and the next moment…

Well, lets leave the imagination running. Stay tuned for more on little Johnny Whitaker. More tomorrow.

(All characters in this story are fictional and not based on anyone living or dead)