Speaking out on Sunday's bus crash

Everybody's has been talking about this tragedy this entire week. My prayers and thoughts go out to the families and those on the bus who were affected by the accident. Nobody should have to go through something like that, on both sides.

Even though I wasn't directly involved (meaning, I didn't see anything), my bus was called to try and help out the passengers. We were delayed by an hour to see if we could pick anyone up. Unfortunately, we had about half a bus full of people, so there wasn't enough room for us to load all 38 passengers. 

We were forced to make the trip to Fredericton, where I transferred onto the Orleans Express bus to continue on to Woodstock. My previous bus, now empty, then made the trip back to the scene to pick up everyone.

It was a surreal night. No one was sure how to react when our driver got the call and told us the news. Of course, we all felt bad for Mr. Porter and his sons, even though at the time, all we knew was that a car had hit the bus. But even then, it was a horrible thing to know. I don't think it really sunk in for me until I heard about the kids, and then it was cemented last night when my mom told me how frantic everyone was, thinking at first before the news came out that it had been MY bus.

Again, my prayers and thoughts go out to everyone affected by this traumatic event.