Today I was travelling in the bus, standing adjacent to the middle exit. To clarify, here is a picture: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedi...enos_aires.JPG
Imagine that I'm standing *in front* of the middle door, but with my back against the front side of the bus leant on the handrail, so I'm making eye contact with all the people sitting normally; the bus was crowded. (if someone notices I'm explaining it awfully please correct me, thanks in advance)
I was in my pink cloud, trying to take my mind off the terrible day I had had while browsing adisc in my phone, worried about a post I was afraid to be misunderstood.
As you can see, I was stressed and with my mind put in many things simultaneously. Then, it happened.
All af a sudden the bus stopped so violently that I saw how people tripped and some people even fell down, while the handrail acted as support for my back.
But there was this girl (as tall as me, and she was pretty, I might add) starting a phone call when all this happened; but she was not holding nothing, so she became a missile towards the front of the bus. She turned her back to the front of the bus like me, but she was literally a projectile (after this event I mentally traced her path; she wouldn't reach the front of the bus, but surely would trip over someone and would fall flat on her back, so I might saved here a backache).
I don't know how or why, but I extended my hand and grabbed her hand (I must admit that I almost crushed her hand in the rush), and with me hooked to the handrail everything ended there. The bus started to go again, there was no crash, and people recovered while talking about the mad driver of that other vehicle.
Then this girl starts to tell me "thank you... thank you... oh god... thank you very much... thank you...".
Now try to imagine this: Five seconds ago I was trying to figure out some issues from my job while re-reading this post on my phone... and suddenly a girl was giving me thanks... over and over again. I suddenly reacted and understood the whole situation. I asked her if she was fine, she answered positively; then thanked me again.
So she looks at her phone (she was starting a call when all of this happened), and I hear:
- Honey? You don't know what just happened to me...