Music

I stepped inside the bus, the cold air hitting my face. I shiver as I sit in my usual bus seat. More people entered the bus, the silence disappearing. I opend my blue bagpack, taking out my Ipod. I turned the music high, ignoring the small kids screaming. Everything was clear. No more screams, no more yelling. But only me and the music, me and the words, me and the melody. The rythems, the beat, the touching words, it sooth my heart, the worries I had these past weeks, slowly fading away.
I didn't think about anything. Nothing. Nothing at all. The stress, the struggles, the worries, they all melted. The time I fought with my friends, the time insults attacked me, the time I wanted to cry out loud, they no more disturbed my mind.
I glanced out the window, only about 2 minutes untill we arrive at school. I sighed, knowing I have to turn off my Ipod off. That second, when I took out my ear phones, when I touched my Ipod to turn it off, the worries, the stress flew back to me. It was as if a big wave of woes was about to crash into me.
It's like that. When I hear music, my woes disappear, but if I don't, It flies back to me.