•WARNING• This is a bit scary so if you're not in to that kind of stuff I wouldn't read it.
So I was riding in the car with a few friends and one of there little sisters. We were on the way to a funeral for one of our other friends who was killed in a hit and run crossing the street near his house. His mother was holding the funeral at her house where he also lived, we were almost there when my friend's little sisters screamed "STOP! STOP! We'er going to hit him!!" We looked at the road to see no one was there. The thought still sends shivers down my spine.
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Holy flunk
HumorFrom Satan not flushing the toilet to my male cousin being pregnant, I have short stories from my life
