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It wasn't really a good one, and it had lasted longer than expected. I was tired and I really just wanted to go home, that's why I decided to take the back roads, yet as the cool air rushed past my head I began to think. I never liked being alone.
Hated it for most of my life, especially when
My wristwatch glowed in the dark of my car, it read 3:25 A.M
I laughed a little inside, most people say bad things happen at three A.M., now you may called me a hypocrite but I
That is when I saw him.
He was standing there on the side of the road waving for a ride, yet he
I never did.
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I did however look back at the child and as I did I could make out something shiny reflecting the moonlight almost shaped like a knife... But I guess it was just my imagination
A couple days later, I would find out the police had found the body of a trucker,
Now every time I drive alone, I still feel like I'm being watched but now I know it's not just my imagination.
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