Rita looked out from her favourite window seat at the group of men on the top of an old truck. They shouted and whistled. Rita made a face and frowned at them. Her bus gathered momentum and Rita began to doze. She was awakened by screams and was conscious of feeling giddy and nauseated. Her bus toppled and her head hit the ground. Rita’s right hand felt paralysed and she was unable to move. She heard bikes, cars and buses pass by, but no one stopped. Then she heard noises and someone tried to help her up. She stood up with difficulty. Other passengers were also being helped by a group of men. They were slowly led towards the old truck.
Written for Rochelle’s Friday Fictioneers