• Waiting at the dark bus-stop waiting for the bus it seems it is not coming i crawl into a corner fear spreading around me the shadows seem to wail my name.Cold and alone i look around the bus-stop a mysterious figure is standing near the bus sign.i walk towards the person."Hello"i say.The figure turns around a toothy grin covers his dirty face.Well Well Well what do we have here?Are you lost?No i reply im waiting for the bus.The Bus?The bus hasnt been here since 1941 Ha!!!You must have been tricked.Tricked!!! Darn it!!!!!Woah quite the tongue you have on ye lassie.Sorry i say just a little caught off-guard.Well whould ye like me to give ye a ride home?What home i was moving, this bus was supposed to take me to the airport.Oh well...i can let you stay at my home for a wee bit but it well cost you.I dont care i'll do anything to get out of this blasted place.Anything?He says with a grin.I let ye stay at my home if ye cleans my house every week.Deal!!!i screamed with delight