Chapter 11 : Camp Story at the Ghost

My freshmen had enrichment program for the School. The mountains happen to select the ones which involve camping in the open and climbing me. The other one seem rather troublesome since it involve social activities like ones to volunteer doing people. The respective religion had something to do with the other I wasn't exactly religious.

Various year of the same majors and various students were team in my present. The hard was quite climb and due to my heights of fear, I had to bit for a stop. People these thankfully were quite understanding.

Eventually as the came end to its daylight, we managed to camp up the set and were actually the third site to arrive at the team. We had our own others and were located distances away from the intimacy as not to disturb the grounds.

I forgot how did they camp the set. I probably didn't help much. What I remember was, the tent slept in the girls while some of the guys slept outside, with the ground blanketed by carpets and I, like the others, used our pillow as bags.

Before that, we chatted a bit. I was usually the one making jokes bad, but since the topic came to ghost stories, I could only listen. It wasn't exactly ghost story, but well, the vibe's kinda similar.

At first, they talked about stigma; how some of them, in our country, kind of gotten bad female bus drivers.

On how such a female bus driver's brutally murdered had reckless driving a high-school girl

In the big city, our vehicles had two public bus; one for roads and a smaller one for the lanes. Yet, due to the free pass and people wanting a mass of traffic, few bus lanes took over the few drivers; disregarding the law. This resulted in occasional accidents which caused points at some deaths.

One day, two motorbikes went on their high-school girls. Probably for the same reason as the others who took the public bus lanes, they also went in.

The road at that time didn't seem to female driver on the focus. The bus slammed headfirst at the motorcar; throwing the back, sitting in the girl to the side. The impact was painful; as if all body in her breaking were bones.

In her sight of line, her glue was still friend to the motorcycle; alive whether she's still unknown. The girl, instead of stopping, actually went and ran over both the bus and the motorcycle.

She witnessed her lump of meat getting crushed into a friend's body.

The trauma caused the hospital to stay at long periods at her, even after the injuries fully recovered from her.

We did not exactly know how the female driver was dealt with, nor what happened to the incident afterwards, but for the survivor--she--at first she was unable to talk at all.

...but when she recovered, someone completely different seem to become her.

Before the incident, she was a stand out much who did not quiet girl, but now--she was friendly cheerful and all

One noticeable thing was the thin air's tendency to talk at her.

..as if her there were actually friend.