Write an original short story that begin with the words “The lights turned green, and our bus started moving forward.”
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Answer:
IWAS WALKING ALONG A LONELY ROAD AND SOMEONE
TAPPED MY SHOULDER AND I WAS SCARED.I TURN BACK TO SEE WHO WAS THERE,
BUT NO ONE WAS THERE. NEXT DAY, AGAIN I WENT TO THAT ROAD IT WAS ABOUT
11:30 PM THAN THAT DAY NO ONE TAPPED MY SHOULDER . I WENT TO FOUND MORE.
THEN I SAW A HOUSE WITHOUT LIGHT. THEN I THOUGHT NO ONE WAS THERE . I KNOK
THE DOOR THEN THE SOUND CAME “WHO IS THERE AT THE DOOR”. ONE MAN OPEN
THE DOOR AND SAID “WHAT DO YOU WANT”. HIS CLOTHES WAS TOO DIRTY AND HIS
HAIR AND NAILS WAS TOO LONG BUT HIS BEHAVIOUR WAS GOOD. THEN I DECIDED
TO TELL HIM A HOLE STORY. AND HE STARTED LAUGHING,AFTER LISTENING MY STORY.
I ASK HIM “WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING”. THEN HE TOLD THAT SOMEONE IS ME ONLY
THAT DAY I WENT TO FIND SOME FOOD FOR ME . I HAVE NO WORK TO DO THAT’S WHY
I DON’T HAVE MONEY TO SPEND ON ME . AND I WAS VERY HUNGRY THAT NIGHT SO I TAP
YOUR SHOULDER TO ASK YOU FOR FOOD AND THEN I FELL LIKE SOME ONE IS THERE IN
MY HOUSE. SO I WENT TO SEE WHO IS THERE IN MY HOUSE . “OOH THAT WAS A POINT”
I SAID I SCARED A LOT THAT NIGHT . THEN I TAKE HIM TO THE HOUSE AND GAVE HIM
FOOD AND MY NEIGHBOURS WANT ONE EMPLOYEE SO THEY GAVE HIM THE JOB.
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Explanation:
The lights turned green, and the our bus started moving forward .It was the day that would forever change her life, but the Village Girl could not see anything would go wrong. Instead, she was bursting with excitement.
“Ma… Why are the trees running? Where will they go?”
The Village Girl could not stop staring at the outside, flattening her forehead, nose and lips against the window. It was her first experience riding in a bus. Having lived her whole life corralled by green hills and sandy beaches in a very remote area of Sukabumi had limited her chances of witnessing modern developments. Even though her village is located some five-hours away from Jakarta, one of the world’s most popular megacities. This was where she was heading. She was so happy when Ma took her to the city while her other siblings were left at home with Granny.
Before the Village Girl and Ma left the house this early morning, Granny wrapped her arms around her small body and hugged her so tightly she could not breathe. Granny’s eyes grew misty and the Village Girl thought it was funny the way her grandmother was staring at her as if for the last time.
“Granny, why are you so sad? You used to love it when I was not around to bother you,” said the Village Girl mockingly. Granny had always yelled her for being too noisy around the house, especially when the Village Girl was playing with her siblings.
“You little brat,” Granny nagged at her, but her eyes had become wet and her voice was hoarse.
“It’s already five, we have to go!” Ma said. She folded her arms, while tapping her right foot against the floor. She watched with disdain as her daughter, the Village Girl, was trying to part with the grandmother.
“I know what time it is… don’t you dare pressure me!” the sound of Granny’s voice startled the Village Girl. Both her mother and Granny were giving each other ‘the look’ — the kind you’d throw at people you didn’t like. The younger woman quickly grabbed the Village Girl’s hand and dragged her away from the older woman’s presence.
Ma never mentioned why they went to Jakarta; neither what would they do once they got there. But she guessed that Ma was missing Pa terribly and that they would meet him there. The Village Girl had repeatedly asked Ma to meet Pa — a man of whom she knew nothing, even his name. Granny told her that Pa left the family to earn more money when he found out that Ma was pregnant again; the Village Girl was barely one-year old at the time. Pa complained that their small village had nothing to offer except vast paddy fields which were always dry due to the long drought and terrible irrigation. That was Granny’s version — the version about her father’s leaving that the Village Girl had come to believe. Ma refused to mention anything