Ridin the Bus

I went to Kindergarten every other day all day and at the end of the day I rode a long bus ride home. Most of the time I fell asleep. Sometimes I wouldn't wake up when it came to my stop. Whether it was because of the inconsistent schedule or my brother and sister (who was a 5th grader) didn't feel it was their responsibility to make sure I got off, sometimes I rode for even longer. When the bus driver realized I was still on the bus at the end of her route, She would have to turn around and take me back home.