Lookalike

This weird story is of a time when I was a schoolgirl. I was studying in the eighth grade. Each morning, I left from home and went to a bus stop, where I would reach around 8:00am and wait for a bus to take me to school, and each afternoon I would return from school the same way. The road between my home and the bus stop was large and busy, and I felt safe walking along it. However, what the future may hold no one knows and I, too, had no idea that my school life would soon be fraught with continuous dread and, to crown it all, with the embarrassment which would haunt me the rest of my life.