Chapter 36 THE CHRONICLES OF A DIARIST

WITHOUT ASKING ANYTHING, PULLED A HUGE KNIFE FROM THE WAIST AND STRIPPED THE DRIVER SEVERAL TIMES, WHO DIED ON THE SITE.

EVERYONE PANICED ON THE BUS, SEEING THE DRIVER AGONING, AND THE BOY RUNNING WITH THE KNIFE NOT HAND, DIRTY WITH BLOOD.

THE BUS CANNOT GO AHEAD, AND ME AND A FRIEND TANIA TAKEN A TAXI, WE GET TO WORK, STILL TREMBLING, AND TERRIFIE