That happened in the first time I went to school. After class, I got the bus 128 to go home. However, I did not recognize that there were 2 bus 128, so I got the wrong bus, and I got lost. It was scary, for I did not where I was. Moreover, I had no phone to call for my aunt. I was so confused and thought about what should I do. After getting the calm back, I decided to ask a help from a person, but I was still embarrassed, for I did not know how to talk with them, so I had to wait for a long time until I felt so hungry, and it was quiet dark. Finally, I asked a America for me borrowed cell phone to call for my aunt. Luckily, he was a friendly person, so I felt better. After 30 minutes, my aunt picked up me. That was a scary experience, but it was not the final time I got lost. Until now, sometimes I still get the wrong bus and get lost, but now I am acquainted with the streets in Seattle, so I can easy go back my home by myself.
That is a scary story! You are lucky your aunt could pick you up.
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