Scary-Suspenseful
The fog comes rolling in
To the added horror of it
My situation with my car
Being broke down and all
And stuck on the side of
An abandoned road
Nobody has driven by
It’s been eerily quiet
It’s nearing dark now
I’m lost at what to do
Just then a van comes
And actually stops here
I noticed they are young women
Yes, they are all young
And to top it all off
They are all cheerleaders
Crazy luck, they are of no
Use to me in my predicament
I couldn’t fit in their van
I don’t know the extent
Of their potential help
I told the driver that when
They find civilization to call
For help for me
But I believe she forgot
As soon as they left me
I looked around me
It’s now dark outside
The fog is still present
It’s difficult to see
What shall I do now
I decide to brave the forest
I walk for what seems
Like hours on end
Looking for any people
Just then there was a glimmer
A sparkle in the distance
I catch up to the place
Where it came from
It was an old automobile
In someone’s old yard
The house had a lone light
Through a battered window
I look for the door
Just then I hear the siren
Of a police car nearby
I run to catch him
To finally get out of here
To leave this nightmare
I reach my car finally
The police were still there
He asks if this is my car
I tell him yes it is
And let him know I need help
As I have broken down
Here on the side of the road
He smiles and nods
Tells me it happens a lot
Right there at this spot
He hands me a paper
And tells me help’s on the way
I smile and wave
As he drives off I notice
The paper that he gave me
Was a ticket
A dang blasted ticket!
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Gail Doyle's "Stranded" contest
4/12/2012
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2012
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