Chapter 3
Nov. 24, 1987

I wake up to bad 80's Musik 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 Du but Du been on this bus ever since mid night and well...I came to collect pay"

"Well that's very kind of Du 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 Von 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 panther 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 halsband, kragen of my hemd, shirt and tried to say something. Although the word was not very clear it sounded as if he sagte "thank you"

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

" may I help Du miss?" The man said.

"No..no one can help"

Then his smile quickly dropped and he turned around.

"Wait. Maybe Du can. Do Du 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? oder any black clothing?...wigs maybe?"

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

"yes never been better. Du have a nice Tag sir"

'Uhhh..thanks Du 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 Du to mam"

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