the school bus looked like it was old and many different people had been on it.  this bus had been on many happy road trips, but now it was forlorn and forgotten.  i tentatively crept inside the old bus, pinching my nose because of the pungent smelling mold.  the abandoned school bus looked like a big beached metal whale that could not ever get back to it’s ocean.  It looked very out of place next to all the huge old Victorian houses.  the bus was the only dirty and unkept thing in sight.