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ItWasMe · 04-19-2007, 11:10 PM

I wrote this bad dream down a month ago. I couldn't get back to sleep. The weird part is that my car got stuck in the mud at this location years ago with my ex-husband. I might use it in my mystery story that I'm writing.

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The car sped down a winding, deserted gravel road, He was driving too fast, and we were fishtailing around the corners in the downpour. I hung onto the door and the seat for balance, but I was still thrown side to side like a rag doll. The driver hit the brakes and came to an abrupt stop. I was thrown forward and smacked my cheek on the dashboard. We were in a large wooded area. Where, I didn't know.

The man behind the steering wheel turned to me. He stared at me with emotionless, almost lifeless eyes. Pulling a pistol out of his jacket, he aimed it at my head and cocked it.

"Get out!" he said quietly.

He didn't have to tell me twice. I yanked on the door handle with shaky fingers and rammed my shoulder into the door repeatedly to get it to open. It finally opened, and I fell out of the car. I landed face first in the thick mud. My feet slid as I grabbed the door and pulled myself to my feet.

I heard the 'click' of a gun and felt my heart stop. I turned around to see him still aiming at me, and I realized I wasn't dead. The gun had misfired. He narrowed his eyes and took another shot. I felt fire in my shoulder as the bullet ripped through muscle. I slammed the door shut with my good arm, and ran for the cover of the trees. The ground was as soaked from the rain as I was. I slipped through the muddy grass in the woods as I weaved my way through the trees and bushes.

I heard the driver swear before he gunned the gas and took off down the road. And I wondered how I would get home.

04-19-2007, 11:10 PM	#37 (permalink)
ItWasMe But You'll Never Prove It. Location: under your bed	weird dreams... I wrote this bad dream down a month ago. I couldn't get back to sleep. The weird part is that my car got stuck in the mud at this location years ago with my ex-husband. I might use it in my mystery story that I'm writing. ************* The car sped down a winding, deserted gravel road, He was driving too fast, and we were fishtailing around the corners in the downpour. I hung onto the door and the seat for balance, but I was still thrown side to side like a rag doll. The driver hit the brakes and came to an abrupt stop. I was thrown forward and smacked my cheek on the dashboard. We were in a large wooded area. Where, I didn't know. The man behind the steering wheel turned to me. He stared at me with emotionless, almost lifeless eyes. Pulling a pistol out of his jacket, he aimed it at my head and cocked it. "Get out!" he said quietly. He didn't have to tell me twice. I yanked on the door handle with shaky fingers and rammed my shoulder into the door repeatedly to get it to open. It finally opened, and I fell out of the car. I landed face first in the thick mud. My feet slid as I grabbed the door and pulled myself to my feet. I heard the 'click' of a gun and felt my heart stop. I turned around to see him still aiming at me, and I realized I wasn't dead. The gun had misfired. He narrowed his eyes and took another shot. I felt fire in my shoulder as the bullet ripped through muscle. I slammed the door shut with my good arm, and ran for the cover of the trees. The ground was as soaked from the rain as I was. I slipped through the muddy grass in the woods as I weaved my way through the trees and bushes. I heard the driver swear before he gunned the gas and took off down the road. And I wondered how I would get home.