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Still Trying To Get Home Pt 1
It was a dark, foggy, rainy night and I was driving alone. It was several hours before dawn. I had "no service" on my cell phone. Out here driving in the middle of nowhere and I felt very alone. I kept my fog lights on. I was definitely not concentrating on the radio. My thoughts were on this quiet deserted road. The fog was thick out here. I was worried about a possible run in with a deer. I could only see about ten feet in front of my car. The fog seemed to have suddenly rolled in which was kinda bizarre. The thick woods that followed on either side of the road could not be seen. My mind drifted to the spooky stories we use to tell around campfires as a teen. As I was lost in my own thoughts - There! A woman had come out of nowhere! I swerved, slammed on the brakes just in time. I hope she was fine. I looked in the rearview; She wore some kind of light blue prom dress. I confess this was becoming an erie night, and something about her was not quite right. I pushed the automatic button to unlock the doors. Her wet dark hair kinda hung in her face, so I could not tell if I had seen her before. She opened the back door and with her head tilted down she climbed in. I noticed bruises on her pale white skin; And dark marks along her throat. Where in the hell was this girls coat? "I'm trying to get home, will you help me?" I said, "sure" - I then noticed the cold temperature. "Where do you live?" I asked her. Almost a murmur, she said "About four miles down, the only house on the left hand side." She then added, "Thank you for the ride." I drove, and kept looking in my rearview mirrow, but she kept her head tilted down. I had never seen this girl in town. She kept quiet not saying a word. I know it is absurd, but this girl gave me the creeps! She kept her head down so I assumed she had fallen asleep. I drove for a few miles, sure enough a house with a porch light was on. As I pulled into the drive, I suddenly felt erily alone. I looked in the rearview the girl was gone! My heart was hammering beneath my breast bone. I brought the car to a halt, leaning over the front seat to check. I felt the hairs stand on the back of my neck. It was quite a scare. For the girl was not back there! This would be a night I would never forget. The girl had vanished but my seat was still wet. I got out of my car, running up to the house trying to not get soaked in the process. (John Freeman con'd on pt2)
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