Waiting to get Buried!!
I opened my eyes to the joy of sleeping well. When I opened my eyes, I was shocked. I was sitting on a bus. In appearance it was a bus. The vehicle was going very fast. I looked around and everyone is dressed the same. I'm scared that thinking of someone kidnapped me?. I look everything in the bus and I saw familiar face. Here is Jacob uncle sitting in the back seat of the bus. He was a friend of my grandfather. My grandfather died at the age of 64. Jacob uncle dies at 104 Today is Jacob uncle's final day of mourning after death. This morning I also saw his photo death column of newspaper. But !. Jacob uncle Why is on this bus ?? Wasn't he dead ?? I saw that he had three colored books in his hand. The books were white, black, and pink. How can uncle read without spectacle?? "I asked myself a lot of questions and looked around .Because my questions kept increasing without answers"...