
January 22, 1999 (Dolly’s original writing when sixteen)
When I was sixteen I rode in a bus to see my aunt. It was the first time I rode by myself. In this ride I wanted to have fun and enjoy myself. When I was sitting in the bus a girl about twenty years old came and sat with me. When I looked at her she looked very quiet and did not want to talk with anyone.
Anyway, I asked her, “what time is it please”. She answered. After a while, she asked my name and I inquired about her. We talked about so many things. Our discussion was interesting. I was really having fun with her. After our talk when the bus stopped she left.
Now, I was sitting in the bus, thinking about our talk and how interesting it was. Whenever she left I didn’t have anything from her but the memory of unexpected delightful conversation. I learned so many things from that chance meeting. Now, it was my stop and I had to go and see my aunt. But I was no longer waiting fro my stop; I was enjoying the ride.
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