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Time to Go

The harsh sound of the conductor’s voice woke me up immediately. Sandra’s head was still laying on my shoulder, and she seemed to be in a deep sleep. I didn’t want to wake her, so I had chosen to stare out the window.
Then, it finally occurred to me that the conductor was yelling at me. “Kid, wake up n get off!” He yelled. I swung my bag over my shoulder and stood up.
Sandra was sleeping silently, so I shook her gently. She sprung up like a flower in spring. “Wha-” She said incoherently. “It’s time to go” I said coldly. “No, no, I have to get home..” She said to me. “Yeah, I promise you I’ll take you home, but after things get a little more clear” I said.
She rubbed her temples angrily. “You better” She said threateningly, but I knew she was just kidding.
Deep inside, I knew she secretly liked the rush of being with me. I knew she liked having no one around; No one to tell her where to go, or what to do. She just wouldn’t say it out loud.
“I guess we gotta find somewhere to stay” I said.
“Yeah” She agreed.

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