One morning, I was waiting at the bus stop, worried about (1) (be) late for school. There were many people (2) (wait) at the bus stop, (3) some of them looked very anxious and (4) (disappoint). When the bus finally came, we all hurried on board. I got a place next (5) the window, so I had a good view of the sidewalk. A boy on a bike (6) (catch) my attention. He was riding beside the bus and waving his arms. I heard a passenger behind me shouting to the driver., but he refused (7) (stop). Still, the boy kept riding. He was carrying something over his shoulder and shouting. Finally, when we came to the next stop, the boy ran up to the door of the bus. I heard an excited conversation. Then the driver stood up and asked, “ (8) anyone lose a suitcase at the bus stop?” A woman on the bus shouted, “ Oh, dear, it’s (9) (me).” She pushed her way up to the driver and to the little boy. Everyone on the bus began talking about (10) the boy had done.