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I just didn't want to get off the school bus. Apparently I just decided one day that I wouldn't. I crossed my arms and stared forward, intent on rooting my buttocks into the decaying leather of the cold seat. Trying to imagine myself now, I picture a ten year old with a scowl, but I was actually sixteen, which is embarrassing. Don't judge; I'm sure I had a reason, I just don't remember it.
You see, the walk from the bus to the school was very, very cold in the winter. I didn't like it one bit, and so I thought, 'well, why the hell should I?' It made perfect sense, I think. When it's cold, one wants to stay warm, so I went about it.