this the is best book of all year time. i lvoe your writers mr peter!

Okay look.
YOU SUCK.
GTFO OF THE INTERNET.
GO BACK TO SCHOOL.
AND COME BACK WITH GOOD FUCKING GRAMMAR.
BITCH.

P.S: Pls use spell checkar

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this story is cool

I think the FBI are honored to have this dedivated to them. "We did not hit so it okay"

I see a Newberry award!

A truly awe-inspiring tale. I sighed with relief, I gripped my laptop with anticipation... I wept at the unspeakable tragedy of the end.

Each passenger on the bus has their own, deeply intricate significance. Mr Oakland leads a nebulous double-life, displaying some resentment at his job as well as battling with the secrets he is forced to keep from those who would truly need his reassurance. The mother, the peculiar and convoluted progression of science and how we mere mortals cannot fathom its inner workings while admiring the efficacy of its application - and yet, how closely science is linked to our hopes and fears, with the concept of the earmuffs being linked to a trepid and uncertain mother. Margaret, the delicacy of womanhood and the fragility of being torn between two loves, all the while linked with the terror that any soldier's fiancee will hold eternally for her significant other. The Indian man calls to light the eternal presence of other cultures that we experience from time to time, and how we must lower our barriers and welcome them rather than refuse to hear them out.

Perhaps most intriguing of them all is Bob Orlando, who stands as an archetype of the boldness and strength of spirit that all young men contain, as well as the universal desire for a damn good cup of coffee.

The slow progression of minor events that occur on the bus - dismal foreshadowing of the uncertain world we all inhabit - leaps into the climax with fervor at the end, where the boyfriend am shot by bullets. The story ends on a note of lingering uncertainty, reminding us all that tragedy can strike whenever it pleases, and often when we least expect it, and that the harshness of the desert exists far outside its shifting sands.

Bravo!

"Dedicated to the brave FBI"

FBI? Does that stand for Full-Blooded Idiot?

You really need to die in a fire.

This is so emotional."He am hit by bullets!" I think I cried for hours. Poor, brave FBI agent... He became an hero today.

Dragonhunter

omfg, I actually laughed aloud at this one (somewhat rare for me when reading fanfics) because it was so extremely atrocious. I mean...Good God, man! Every line is so crazy and garbled! And then, plopped down in the middle of the sea of broken English is a phrase like "...with no nervousness for the task was unfrightening," which sounds pretty normal and almost snooty, even.

Then there's "Mr. Oakland punched fist into air with angry. He was angry." WTF? But anyway, it's good to see you mixing up styles and also giving regular fiction a try. Keeps it from getting too stale after a dozen stories.

My favourite story by you, you are AWESOME!

Never stop writing

You sir, have written possibly one of the greatest literary works that I have ever read. I salute you.

You, sir, have inspired me to write my own fanfiction for Desert Bus.

This was best story ever. Am amazed.

OMG i lurve this awesome and romantic i also love ouran lol bye