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Stream of Consciousness

     In the car at night I start to stroll down the dark narrow road. I look out my window and see nothing but darkness, not one street light in sight. I keep driving, I look out my window again this time I see a little girl maybe around the age of 8. I pull over to ask if she needs a ride home, she doesn’t answer. I ask her again if she needs a ride home. She turns around and I can’t help but scream with shock. Half of the little girls face was gone, as if her face was erased. Her eyes were blacked out, she had no mouth. Looked like her face wa ripped off.  Without a doubt I slam my gas pedal straight to the floor. I didn’t think of going back, I kept driving some more.I still see nothing around me not one house, not one person. I ask myself “How can the world be so big but look so empty?” The weather is cold and misty, I should of worn warmer clothes I think to myself. I hear a strange noise, sounds like scratching of nails on a chalkboard. I suddenly stop and put my car in park. I get out and look around to see what is making the strange awful noise. I still see nothing. I walk back to get in my car, as I do I hear the noise again this time it’s louder than it was before. I turn around as fast as I can. I can feel my heart beating out of my chest. I run to my car and lock the doors. I sit in silence listening to the horrid noise. I try to focus on the noise but I sense something watching me. I slowly turn my head to the left to look out my window. My heart is now down in my gut as I made dead on contact with 2 reddish yellow eyes. I slowly put my car out of park and make my car go as fast as I possible can.

◄ Creature of the night

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