The Bus Chronicles 2

By Shaquanda D Stephenson

The Bus Chronicles 1 is a tough act to follow, but its sequal, TBC2 promises to entertain you just the same. It is designed to make you think first and laugh later on purpose. In this episode, Author Shaquanda D Stephenson decided to address the 800lb guerilla in the room. Peel back the cover and find out what Superman and Band-Aids have in common. Read as she highlights the transportation goings on, but reflects on what lies beneath. Sure, you'll laugh, but mostly, you'll think. It's not about laughing at the person next to you, it's about the man in the mirror this time around. We all have issues. Will you find yours on the pages as you flip through the second saga of The Bus Chronicles? Only One Way To Find Out...

• Language: English
• Publisher: WWACP Self-Publishing
• Release date: Mar 23, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311369871

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The Bus Chronicles 2

Band-Aids…The Superman Syndrome

By Shaquanda D Stephenson

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Copyright © 2012 by Shaquanda Stephenson

Cover by: Angel Prints - [e-mail]

ISBN: 978-0-9890326-4-3

Disclaimer: Each story has been slightly altered, no names are mentioned and even route numbers, where mentioned, have been altered slightly.This was done to protect myself and those who I encountered.There is more to the book than just funny stories, please read until the end

All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced in any form by any electronic or mechanical means including photocopying, recording, or information storage and retrieval without permission in writing from the author.

Cover Model: Keyada Stephenson

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Dedication

Dedication: To my Heavenly Father who had a plan brewing in me all this time.

Thank you for every trial and crushing I’ve been through thus far. It was not designed to kill me, but to extract the oil.

Thank you for dealing with me and my issues in order to write a book like this.

Thank you for every life that will be changed through seeds sown and watering as people read this book. May increase instantly come to every area of their lives, in Jesus’ name.

Thank you for trusting my hands to produce what will bless others. You’ve truly blessed me with skills that allow me to be the blessing you’ve called me to be. Thank you. I appreciate you and won’t forget.

Ezekiel 16:6…I pray to always remember.

Table of Contents:

FOREWORD

INTRODUCTION

CHAPTER 1

Drunken Recap

No Shame

Band-Aid - Addiction

CHAPTER 2

Bus Story – Fabricated Escapades

Bus Story - A Boy, a Man and the Train Tramp

Wolf in Sheep’s Clothing

Band-Aid – Sex

CHAPTER 3

The Runaway Driver

Band-Aid - Work

CHAPTER 4

Bus Story – Weedd, ‘Hood Love & an Old Wheel Chair

Band-Aid – Relationships

CHAPTER 5

Bus Story – Corner Munchers

Band-Aid – Food

CHAPTER 6

Bus Story – Twice the Baby Momma

Band-Aid – Children

CHAPTER 7

Bus Story – Is that your FACE?

Band-Aid – Self-Mutilation

CHAPTER 8

Bus Story – The Poised Man

Bus Story – High Yellow Diva

Band-Aid - Mass Confusion

CHAPTER 9

Delayed Reaction

Band-Aid - Anger

CHAPTER 10

The Super-Man Syndrome

CHAPTER 11

Wake Up, Part II

Your Family…

It’s Time

Going Forward…

FOREWORD

Pastor Michael Odom

In many ways, we find that in order to be accepted in society we have to portray ourselves as a super hero. We are the comic book hero that hides behind an expectation or a standard we find, sometimes, makes us uncomfortable. We are heroes in the crowd, but lonely when we are by ourselves with secrets that we can’t share with anyone. We were created to create, created to proclaim, created to have dominion and rule, but because of separation from our origin, our abilities and strengths are weakened. The wounds of experience have deafened us.

Wounds are inflicted by past events. It is set-up to cause a perpetual remembrance! How many times have you heard others continually rehearse the pain from a traumatic event that may have happened years ago? The pain continually plagues them until this very day. Perhaps you recognize this in your own life.

A soul wound is a MONUMENT inside your soul that causes you to be affected by an event that happened years ago. It is a monument inside your mind (ahem … remember your soul — mind, will, emotions?) controlling your responses and the way you feel. It also causes you to remember the horrible thing(s) that happened to you all the way back then. Does this sound like someone you know? Does it sound like you?

Our past and where we come from weakens us and keeps us from operating at full strength and capacity, sometimes hiding behind an identity that minimizes who we really are. We blend into a crowd and make little noise; we live vicariously behind the works and identity of others to obtain a sense of self-worth and purpose, all the while missing opportunities and having unfulfilled dreams. We become closet superheroes, who never meet their full potential because we dream, but never pursue; always-getting ready, but not quite ready. We become like the man at the pool of Bethesda, always the runner up. Dreams get left on the drawing board and never make it to the boardroom. We end up confining ourselves within the ideology of others living below our identity.

Come out, come out

In our childhood, we all remember playing hide and seek. We would hide until someone counted to a certain number and then we were permitted to come out of our hiding places. We were trying to make it back to home base without