Prompt: Write about a school bus driver in both the 3rd and the 1st person
“Theeeee wheels on the bus go ’round and ’round, ’round and ’round, ’round and ’round…” Judy let the song play. It wasn’t that it was her favorite song; in fact, it was her least. But she let it play, so she could slowly shuffle her way out of bed and answer the call just at the last moment. “Uh-huh?” “Judy, head down to the bus terminal.” “But Boss, it’s snowing?” “Snow, sleet, snow, or shine-” “Yeah, yeah, I got it.” Judy scratched her armpits and brushed her hair quickly with her nails. She had already fallen asleep with her uniform on and figured she could take a shower later. “Hmghrogh… why make the bed when im just going to sleep later?”
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Dear Journal,
Remind me to never to listen to Craig again. School was cancelled, to the surprise of none of the other bus drivers. But no one told Ol’ Judgmental Judy till I picked up a bus from the terminal. I even drove to Jason McKnalles’ house up on the hill too. Waited an hour up there for the brat, thinking he was just late as usual. Kid never came out, and neither did the rest of town. I looked down onto town from the hill above. It didn’t move. Not one inch. While I sat, parked, the town stood still for a day. But no day still for Ol’ Judy. No day.