Frustration

by Suela
(Brazil)

Paolo was waiting a friend he was going to stay with for the next few days. The week before, they had planed where they would travel to. It was going to be the best days they ever had. Visiting many cities they dreamed to go to, would be an unforgettable event in their lives. Finally, the bus arrived. It was an old, ugly and dirty bus, full of people that worked in a nearby village. But, that did not matter, as long as they arrived in time to take the plane, they had previously booked. Suddenlly, in the middle of the way, the engine began to release a black smoke, and the bus stopped working. They spent the rest of the night trying to get a lift to the airport, but there were few traffic at that hour of the night, and nobody risked to stop to get them. Their dream would not come true, at least not this time , nor the way they had planed of.
Here is my edited version:


Paolo was waiting for a friend he was going to stay with for the next few days. The week before,
they had planned where they would travel to. It was going to be the best vacation they ever had.

Visiting many cities they dreamed to go to would be an unforgettable event in their lives. Finally, the bus arrived. It was an old, ugly and dirty bus, full of people that worked in a nearby village.

But, that did not matter, as long as they arrived in time to take the plane they had previously
booked. Suddenly, in the middle of the way, the engine began to release a black smoke, and the bus stopped working. They spent the rest of the night trying to get a lift to the airport, but there was little traffic at that hour of the night, and nobody risked to stop to get them.

Their dream would not come true, at least not this time, nor the way they had planned.