Crazy School Bus


There was a point in my life when I had come close to madness. I was 6 years old. It was one of my first rides home on the school bus. I kept to myself and sat alone in the back. I starred out the window during the ride. The bus neared my stop when the driver made an announcement over the PA: “Mikey Heller, please stop picking your nose.”

Everyone pointed at me and laughed. But how did they know I was Mikey Heller? No one knew my name! And I was NOT picking my nose. Why did the bus driver lie to everyone? What was going on?! My reality was crumbling. I felt like I was about to lose my mind. This was some kind of nose-picking conspiracy. I would have tried to get to the bottom of this but I was too busy being 6 years old.