I Saw a Child on the School Bus Hitting the Back Window and Yelling for Help

I was driving home when I saw a little girl on a school bus, banging on the back window in terror. My world stopped. Something was terribly wrong. But what danger could a little child possibly be in on a seemingly safe school bus? I chased the bus to find out, only for my heart to skip a beat.

The rain pelted against my windshield as I drove home, each drop echoing the heaviness in my heart. Today had to be the worst day of my life. First, my fiancé called off our wedding last week, and now, I’d just lost my job. My mind was a tangled mess of thoughts and emotions…”Stay calm, Mollie,” I whispered to myself, knuckles white on the steering wheel.

“There’s got to be another way. If one door closes, another opens, right?” But the words felt hollow. How could I go home and tell Mom I’d been laid off? She’d worry herself sick. Ever since Dad died, she’d been my rock, and the last thing I wanted was to let her down. My phone buzzed for the fifth time.