Every other day, I look out the window on my way to school and I swear the same bus driver pulls up next to us at the same intersection. I look through the window and see an aged man who seems to have seen a lot of life and then I wonder what kind of life that is. Has he served his country or working because it's what he loves to do? What is he like and what about family? Who is he?
From what I see, he's living a quiet life after a great deal of violence. He served his country and with a great deal of pride judging by the American flag that occupies the space beside his seat. He has a family and a quite nice one by the calm look in his eyes. His wrinkles show a long life and perhaps a long marriage and though all I do look out the window, I feel like I know him. He's that old, wise neighbor that I never had.
I absolutely adore this! I love the details of the old man, I can almost see him right in front of me. You pay very close attention to detail when observing someone which is a very useful trait.
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