A Journey to my hometown

A Journey to my hometown

Solo bus trip experience

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Yesterday, I traveled to my hometown alone to fix my birth certificate. It was a 4-hour journey. On the bus, I was molested by a middle-aged man. I informed the bus driver that he was trying to touch me. They changed his seat but didn't take any further action.

I stayed over at my school friend's house. Her name is Mim, and she has a 3-year-old daughter named Humayra. Mim and I talked a lot. She shared how her life is going and mentioned that she is suffering from financial problems. Her husband doesn't have a permanent job now.

Anyway, today I came back home. On the bus, I met a university girl who sat next to me. We talked a lot. She told me about her love life, which is pretty tragic, but we laughed a lot at some funny incidents in her story. She is cool.

I bought some medicine for my excessive hair loss and pimple problem. They are kind of expensive for me, but I want to be beautiful. I think those problems were making me feel uglier.

Now I'm lying on my bed, tired and sleepy. Today, I missed my best friend Deb a lot. We used to chat a lot when I went to college on those roads.