Unforgettable Experience
My aunt came to visit us the other day and told us about her unforgettable experience on her way to our house. She was alone at the bus stop which was a short distance from their town. It was past noon and the heat unnerving. She was getting impatient because fifteen minutes had gone by but still she could not get a ride.
Suddenly, three boisterous, rough-looking boys came talking loudly and profanely. They acted as if nobody could stop them. They smelled of liquor and cigarettes.
My aunt had a moment of apprehension. Except for a newsboy, nobody else was around. She doubted if the boys would respect her, an anxious woman with grey hair and wrinkled face.
Two of the boys came near her and ask for some money to buy cigarettes. But my aunt told them that she had only enough for her fare to the next town. The boys did not believed her so they cursed her. The third boy stopped his companions and apologized to my aunt or their behavior
Just the, a bus stopped. My aunt got hurriedly. And when she looked back, the boy, her savior, grinned and waved his hands. It was really one of the experiences my aunt could not forget.