Stories from a Spirit Medium: The Old Man at the Bus Stop
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“Ugh, dammit…” I groaned out loud. Half an hour later, the bus that was supposed to arrive before 7:30am was still nowhere to be seen. And now, my only option was to sit on that bench and wait. The dreadful thought of being late for my shift torturing me all the way. You forget to set your alarm that one time, and this is what happens…
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