My Vacation From Here

I'm in the orphanage and it's early in the morning.  I like it here now.  But I want a little break from it.  There's a bus line that runs right through the street where my parents live.  I go and wait for the bus.  I get on the bus, and put in my change to ride.  The bus driver just smiles at me and nods as I pay.  I go to my seat and sit down.  All the people in the early morning are weird.  They're all on their way to work, none of them look very happy.  I feel bad, I'm on my vacation.  I take the bus down very far until I get to the junkyard.  I like the junkyard it's where I'll spend my vacation.  I get off the bus, and hop the fence into the junkyard.  The smell is wonderful.  I can smell everything thrown away, and people throw great stuff away.  It's time for me to go shopping.  In the junkyard I find everything.  I find a comb for my hair, I find shoes which are clean somehow, and I find an old picture, which I decide to leave in the junkyard.  The past is best left behind.  I walk to the bus stop, and ride a bus back.  I sneak back inside of the orphanage, and no one sees me.  My vacation was fun.