Chapter 3
Nov. 24, 1987

I wake up to bad 80's Музыка and the smell of beer. I look to see that there is the bus driver. I look up at him and rub my eyes. He smiles.

"Morning miss I hate to bother Ты but Ты been on this bus ever since mid night and well...I came to collect pay"

"Well that's very kind of Ты sir to say that but at this time I really do not have any money to give you. Nor do i have any money to even give myself. I am sorry."

"Well I am sorry miss but I will have to call the cops then."

"Go ahead its not like I am not wanted by them already.."

"What was that remark mam?"

"Nothing"

I sat still and watched him make his way up to the front of the bus and reach for his bus phone. I saw a piece of broken glass on the floor so I picked it up and hid it behind my back. I started to walk slowly toward the front. Like a пантера stalking his pray...slowly...then I took the glass and stabbed him right through his wind pipe. The blood was warm as it hit my face. And I took the glass and did it again. I saw hat his facial expression was the same one that Matt had made when I had stabbed him. He then turned around grabbed the воротник of my рубашка and tried to say something. Although the word was not very clear it sounded as if he сказал(-а) "thank you"

Once again I had done something I shouldn't have done. So I started to run again. I ran into a thrift Магазин and looked around.

" may I help Ты miss?" The man said.

"No..no one can help"

Then his smile quickly dropped and he turned around.

"Wait. Maybe Ты can. Do Ты guys sell switch blades here?"

He turned back around and started to speak.

"Yes. They are over there in that back corner."

"Great. What about lipstick? или any black clothing?...wigs maybe?"

"yes. Over there. Are Ты alright miss?"

"yes never been better. Ты have a nice день sir"

'Uhhh..thanks Ты to..'clears throat' miss

I walk out of the store and into a dark alley..then I see a deserted old hotel so i welcome myself in. I look around. No one here so might as well live here. So i go up the dusty old steps and into the bathroom. I looked into the cracked glass and smile. Then I dressed myself and caked my face with makeup.

"Show time"

To be continued...

"Thanks...and Ты to mam"

I was as good as an actress as it was gonna get. Amazingly he actually fell for it.