I rolled into a ball and just laid there. Thinking. Damn Car. What would everyone at the dorm think when I didn't come back? I got lost in my thoughts and fell asleep.
"Open this door!!" Someone yelled, banging on my driver side window. I jumped and sat up, banging my head on the roof of the car. I looked at my surroundings and wondered where I was and what happened. And, most of all, why some guy in a police uniform was banging on my window. It clicked. The guy showed me his badge. Reassured, I climbed into the front and rolled down the window. "You having trouble, miss?" he asked.
I shook my head yes, "This damn car stalled here last night, and, this sure is a dead road...I haven't seen one car!"
"Come with me," he said, kind of scaring me. I glanced at side-view mirror. I didn't see a car. I looked up. The cop was gone. It's just a dream. It's just a dream. I kept repeating that in my mind as I turned toward the backseat. What was I expecting to see? Surely not what was there.
Laying there, in front of me, was my own lifeless body. Covered in blood with a knife in my chest. Unable to cry, I joked around in my own mind. "A dead road, alright," I thought to myself, letting out a light giggle, "A dead road."
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