Rumbling and bumbly of the car.
We drove pass the gate, as the car roared. Listened to the engine tick, dynamically feasible four wheel drive.
Average mileage for its age, no significant exterior flaws. Free of significant scratches or dings. There may be a few small chips at the door.
Rumbling and bumbly of the car.
My body bounce, when she picked up the speed. Vibrations of the seat. My stomach felt upsidedown.
My skin glued to the leather seat. Rumbling and bumbly of the car. My skin, It turned red.
Sharp turns..... Speeding..... Swerving..... Merging..... SLAM!!!!
Barley falled out of my seat. Going forty five, my head almost beheaded. She stopped, turn right into the woods. Where the trail leads the way.
Dark and shady hollow, trees standing by. The breeze flying though the tree's. The weeds and leaves wiggle. The forest glimmered, beneath an ivory moon.
Darkness arose from the trees. Trees that hide secrets behind the stand. Secrets that may overcome! Dimmed to infiltrate the forest of the night, shines her recycled yesterday's sunshine.
Rumbling and bumbly of the car.
Swallowing and feasting on my fear. Dark and shady hollow, trees standing by. Darkness sheds a tear on that house.
Big old grey house, two stories high, and the exterior walls covered with green creeping plants. Cricket noises run though the darkness.
The car stop silently and hear nothing.
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I Am Only Human
Mystery / Thriller"We fight and we shed. Every inch and every sorrow, we cry. In the world we live in, in the world we feed on. Sorrow can leave you spending in a frame. With so much guilt and pain. Sorrow was taken as a game, but it's so much more than and emotio...
