“But there are kids and old people on the bus!”
“Umar be strong, God will be proud of you” again said the deep voice
Beep, beep, beep
He is right God has promised me paradise, and then unexpectedly I hear hissing sound coming from my enormous rack-sac, I hesitate, I then smell a sharp metal smell again coming from my bag. By then I know it about time to end my life.
It is time; I say to my self as I open my bag and pull the dazzling red trigger.
Ahhhhhhhhh
Mohammed Salmons’ bedroom
Wow, that was the scariest dream in ages, monsters in my dream it’s like I’m a kid again.
Knock, knock
“Yeah mum I’m awake”
“Breakfast’s ready. Hurry up you’re going to be late” screams his mum from downstairs.
“Yeah I’m coming”, hmm what should I wear to school? Today, don’t want to wear the same thing as yesterday.
Ring, ring
“Yeah hello”
“Sal are you coming school today?” asks his friend on the phone
“Yeah. Why aren’t you?”
“Yeah, but I really want to go see that new film. Let’s bunk innit?” said his friend
“Nah, man, mum and dad are going to go ballistic!”
“How the hell are your mum and dad going to know? Duh” laughed his friend
“True, ok meet me at the school gate in around fifteen minutes ok?”
“Ok” said his friend gladly
Beep, beep.
As I walk down the stairs, bit by bit, I put my money from yesterday into my, tight pocket.
“Mum I need some money I’m out of cash. Can I have five pound please?”
“I gave you five pounds the other day where has all that money gone huh?”
“Yeah I lost that didn’t I tell you? ”
“Ok, listen im going work now make sure you close the door behind you and take the keys I might be a bit late” reminded mum
As my mum reached into her huge pocket, I dash my burnt toast into the empty, shiny, bin.
“Here make sure that you don’t just buy junk food and sweets buy some proper food ok” shouted mum
“Yeah mum bye”
As mum leaves, I take the money from the table and rush towards the door at the end of the corridor, and then I leave.
“Oi hurry up were going to miss the film” shouted his friend
“Yeah alright calm down mum took ages to leave, come on lets go were going to miss the bus”
As I and his Michel leave the school gates, I realises that I have forgotten my oyster at home; we then decided to take the 25 bus.
“Come on you fool. The bus is here. Cross the road. Hurry up!”
As I am about to cross the main road police vans soar past, making its typical sound, frightening, I was lucky I didn’t get run over, it missed me by an inch, we waited at the bus stop for a little while, once we are on the bus it took around ten minutes to get there, we arrive at the cinema.
“That took bloody ages come on hurry up were going to miss the film the best bit is the beginning. Come on give the lady five pounds hurry up order some toffee popcorn”.
As the lady at the till gives us our tickets we dash of to screen two, we then find two empty seats at the back of the hall.
“Shut up man!” shouted Michel
“Calm down, listen I think we should go, we’re going to be late for school. Mum’s going to pick me up at the school gates at 3; 30, she’ll go wild if I’m not there.”
“Mate the film hasn’t finished yet. Give it five more minutes, then we leave ok” said his Michele.
Me and Michel finish watching the dreadful, boring, and, lame film, we then leave the cinema, as we are on our way back to school, for some reason all the buses in the area are closed. We decide to march it back to school as quick as possible, as we are taking a different route back to school we see a enormous crowd gathering in the distance road.
“Do you want to go see what’s happening there?” asked his friend
“Nah come on let’s go I don’t want to be late, and it’s probably nothing”
Me and Michel arrive at school just a bit early; it is only lunch time, so we decide to go into school acting like we just woke up, and coincidently found each other on the way to school.
“What lesson do you have now?” asked his friend
“Boring maths, with Mr. Nelson, what about you”
“I got P.E., shame” laughed his friend
The bell goes; me and Michel decide to go to the toilet to avoid being early. Then once we are finished I head toward hell, my maths class, when I arrive the teacher opens the door for me, she doesn’t shout at me for being late, but instead silently tells him to sit down.
“Class, I have some very depressing news to tell you”
Everyone in the class becomes silent, I think to myself why has everyone actually listened to miss; they never do, maybe it’s because she had pulled a very serious face.
“There has been an awful incident this morning. There has been a bombing on a bus today; they suspect it was a terrorist attack. We do not know how many people have died, but we know the attack happened in Becton High Street.”
Tom some idiot in our class decides to shout out something, even knowing that this is not the right time, to say something stupid,
“That’s near the cinema.” he shouted
I whispered to myself gently that’s where we were, that’s why there were so many people near the cinema, that’s why the buses were closed. The lesson finishes, I meet up with Michel at the school gates. Michel at this time looks like he had just seen a ghost.
“Did you hear about what has happened today?”
“Yeah there’s been a terrorist bombing on the bus where we were in the morning” said his friend.
“Anyways, have to go, see you tomorrow, mum’s here.”
As my mum opens the boot of the car I put my school bag in it, I then gets in the car.
“Mum did you hear what happened?”
“Yeah, sad isn’t it” his mum said unhappily
“Yeah, life must go on isn’t it?”
“Yeah, I suppose so” said his mum
As we enter the house my mum puts the house keys on the table; she realises that Mohammed, my dad, has forgotten his oyster. I think to myself my dad never does this; he never forgets his oyster, why today?
“Mum look, the news is on; they’re talking about the bombing”
“Breaking news: there has been a terrorist attack in East London today on Beckon High Street. A 46 bus shattered to pieces after a nail bomb exploded. 37 people have died. 21 have been seriously wounded and have been sent to hospital. Forensic scientists have identified the bomber. His name was Mohammed Umar.
