Scorching May sun was still shining harshly and she was drenched inspite of having the window seat in her everyday bus she took after work.
Ah, she breathed some relief finally seeing her stop arrive after waiting endlessly for the bus to wade at snail’s pace through congested city traffic.
She let others get down before her and was the last one to alight the bus for that particular stop. She closed the bus door quickly as the vehicles behind the bus honked hard.
Just as she turned around, the bus moved, and the last thing she felt was a huge bang of the bus door on the back of her head !!
P.S. - This is my first attempt at Five Sentence Fiction. The prompt was Doors