When I was 7 years old, I was going to Tuzla with my family and the bus was very crowded. After that, people were crazy and angry because of bus or another reason. I was looking where I was. I saw a woman and she was trying to sit every seat. I did not know why. Some people brought a chair with them to sit. Even, I saw a man who was sitting forbidden place at the bus. Then, people started to discuss. They were really abusing and as expected, they started to fight. I was screaming and praying. My mother called a police and she said: “We are in 500t and there is a fight. They will kill each other.” When my mother said that, I was crying and my little sister, too. My mother saw us and she said that “please don’t afraid, because the hero will come.” At the end of this fight, police officer did not come and I thought that my mother is a liar. In conclusion, going by bus is really hard and strange, especially when you are in Turkey.
written by Nilay Yılmaz