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Sim blew on his hands. It was cold at the bus stop. He leant against the peeling bus sign, staring at the leaves shuffling in the darkness of the gutter. The curved moon cast a silvery light across the street. Sim glanced at his watch. Surely his parents should be here by now? It was then that he saw the lights of the bus in the distance, and watched it rumbling towards the stop. That's strange, he thought, glancing at the timetable. The last bus should have gone ages ago.
Sim thought of the local ghost story James had told him - the rumour about a ghost bus that snatched people away on a journey to nowhere. A load of old nonsense, he told himself. Sim peered into the distance. It was getting very late and there was still no sign of his parents. Perhaps he should catch the bus after all.
Sim blew on his hands. It was cold at the bus stop. He leant against the peeling bus sign, staring at the leaves shuffling in the darkness of the gutter. The curved moon cast a silvery light across the street. Sim glanced at his watch. Surely his parents should be here by now? It was then that he saw the lights of the bus in the distance, and watched it rumbling towards the stop. That's strange, he thought, glancing at the timetable. The last bus should have gone ages ago.
Sim thought of the local ghost story James had told him - the rumour about a ghost bus that snatched people away on a journey to nowhere. A load of old nonsense, he told himself. Sim peered into the distance. It was getting very late and there was still no sign of his parents. Perhaps he should catch the bus after all.