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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