Hi,

Just I have got idea to write short story that belongs to my childhood.

When I was 9 years old, I had moved to a new city because of my dad's job. One day after school, I had to take the bus to arrive to my home. Unfortunately, I couldn't find my ticket. Even if I had enough money to buy a new ticket, there was no place to get it. Anyway, until the bus arrived, I had already prepared a ticketthe same size as the ticket with simple paper. I thought that I would be able to pass without getting in any trouble.I was the smart cookie 'till the driver caught my hand and asked,” What are you doing kid?" he asked me my name, my parent's name and their job. I was scared that the guy would complain to my parents and police. That's why I answered all questions with wrong answer. You have to accept that it was a good idea.

After all questions he told me,” Go check a ticket from any passenger." I had hesitated to offer money to people to get a ticket ;therefore, I didn't ask for a ticket. The bus was full of passengers as a result the driver was not able to come to find me up to half way of my home.

While people were leaving to each station, the driver was checking me from the rear view mirror. I had decided to get out of the bus even if I had no idea where I was. Next station I jumped down from the door with a few passenger. Of course the driver left but I had a big dilemma. If you can imagine, for a 9 year old kid, in the big city, it was an absolute dilemma.

I started to walk to way that the bus just left. I followed the road one station to the next. Finally, I had arrived to a similar street which is connected with the street that our house was located.

Not only had I arrived to my sweet home, but I also had declared to reach my maturity.