Halloween
I sat at the back of the 127 bus to Wakefield. The infamous blocks of flats along with the cathedral’s spire scraped the night’s sky. The glowing signs of numerous fast food joints whizzed by as the bus sped up Westgate. I watched the groups of people starting their journey on the ‘Westgate run.’ I smirked as I saw some pretty lame Halloween costumes amongst them. “What are you laughing at?” Chris, my boyfriend, asked. “Just the costumes,” I replied as I turned to him. “I can see why,” he...
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