Mr Jamestom's Famous Museum of History and Horror

Happy Halloween! I am so excited to give to you the new MJFMOHAH! ( Is that seriously the acronym?) I know I haven't been posting this in a while, but I promise you, this chapter will be 20 percent cooler than the last! ( Haha, did you get my Bronie reference?!?) Well, I hope ya enjoyed your Halloween and took lots of candy! At my school, you can donate your candy and earn money for you and your school, and the candy is sent to the marines, so I'm doing that. I'm trying to save up for a trip for the summer, so just getting a little money from this could help. So, enjoy the story and eat all of your candy in one day!:

Chapter 4

" What the heck are you talking about?", I asked the mad man who was trying to accuse me of a student on the bus missing and the bus shaking side to side and growing pitch black.

When you closed your eyes, you could see better in this bus. The few girls( including Sadie) had their phones out, probably taking selfies. I just don't get the deal with all this social media and stuff. When there are so many amazing people out there, or were out there, why would you even want to display yourself for all to see for your glory. Maybe this is why the popular girls like to spread rumors about me and on their instagram and Twitter, or whatever, call me selfish, stupid, more things then I can handle. Even saying that it was a good thing for Joey to die and everything bad happens to people who like me.

But I'm  trying to be focused on the situation right now. What does the bus driver mean by " my kind"? I there something wrong with me? No. Of course not. I'm just this regular, teenage girl trapped in this scary situation. Nothing bad can happen to me now. But what if he's right? I've always had different interest then any girl my age, even when I was popular, like computer programing(or hacking) and reading science fiction and horror stories until my eyes burned. But those are still normal hobbies, just not normal for a high school girl, but that doesn't mean I'm weird. And the creepy stuff did happen when I got on the bus. Everything was normal before, so why isn't it normal now. And the guy disappeared after he told me something rude. Oh my gosh, that bus driver may be right!

" Okay, what do I do now?" I asked myself out loud.