Dunicika

As the bus was approaching, she could still feel his lips on hers, his tongue in her mouth; she was disgusted by that feeling. She could still hear him moving behind her but she just pretended that he is not there. Then a smell, a strong  smell of…what was that substance? She knew the name of it, it was.. formaldehyde ! Where that smell comes from? Then she felt him grabbing her from behind and putting something to her mouth and nose..a cloth, a cloth that was smelling as formaldehyde. Her eyes begun to tear because of the substance, her nose and her mouth begun to feel like they were burning. With tears in her eyes she could still see t

It was raining, it was cold and the bus was not coming. She looked around her and haven't seen anybody. She thought that the dark empty streets were very creepy, like a scene from a horror movie. Slowly, slowly she begun to get scared..very scared. She heard so many time at the news about women who got robbed, raped or even killed..And the bus wasn't coming. Then, suddenly she heard some footsteps behind her. She turned and seen a dark silhouette that was approaching to the bus station. As the silhouette was getting closer she was able to see that it was a boy; then she recognized him. It was one of her neighbours. The kid from the fifth flo