All of them. I'm sick of being in enclosed spaces with people that aren't my family. In my brother's case, I'm sick of being in enclosed spaces with someone who can't just behave himself.
We're heading home today, thank God. One more day and I'd be forced to commit a violent act of some kind. I swear, if my brother doesn't shut up...
I'm a woman on the edge. These folks should stop pushing me.
Dear God, let this bus ride go by quickly.
-Anna.

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