Elizabeth Rose

                                                            

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                                                                 --IN THE BEGINNING--

          THE sun was slowly descending further into the mountains, growing darker by the minute.  The winding road was hard to concentrate on.  Especially, while it was raining.  I turned my brights on and put my windshield wipers on high.  The sound of the rain hitting the windshield let off a steady beat, losing me to my thoughts.  I was thinking of my cousins, whom I had just visited, when I had remembered the intersection up ahead. That's when I noticed a girl just standing there in the middle of the road.  I slammed on my brakes, but the road was, too, slippery, and I was sliding.  I closed my eyes waiting for that immediate "thud,"  but it never came.  I looked up and saw the girl just standing inches from my car.  I got out and noticed how pale and cold she looked.  

        "Are you crazy?"  I asked, "Why are you standing in the middle of the road?"

        She just stared at me with pale blue eyes, shivering.

        "Are you cold?" I asked.

        She just nodded, so I handed her my sweatshirt, which she gratefully put on.

        "Do you need a ride?"  

        She nodded.

        "All right, hop in," I said.

        The whole ride was silent except for the rain and the questions she nodded to.  I couldn't quite figure out why she had requested a rear seat, though.

        "I have to get some gas up ahead."

        She nodded.

        I looked in the mirror and noticed she was carrying a book with a brown, leather cover.  Under the sweatshirt I noticed she was wearing an old-styled pale, pink, silk dress and matching ballet flats.  Her brown hair was held back by a pink bow. She looked about my age; seventeen. The elegant outfit made her look older, more mature and classier than me.  I just couldn't grasp how pale she looked.

        It was still pouring, but up ahead I saw the gas station. I stopped, went in and prepaid for the gas. I put the gas in and jumped in the car, quickly, because I heard the woman mumbling something.

        "Rebecca, Rebecca."

        She was saying my name.  When did I tell her my name? I wondered. Maybe it slipped. Oh, well.  I turned around to see what she wanted.

        She said, "Rebecca, be careful on this road; it's dangerous."  Then she just disappeared.  She literally vanished.

        Th whole thing freaked me out, but I kept driving home wondering what she meant about danger and where she went. When I got home I realized she still had my sweatshirt.

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                                                               --A COUPLE DAYS LATER--

        I was driving home from my cousins house, down that same road.  It was dark and pouring out,  just like a couple of days ago. Given the circumstances, this was d'e javu.  I was getting close to that intersection, when I thought of what that girl had said, "Rebecca, be careful on this road."  I slowed down after I realized  I was speeding.  That's when my headlights reflected off of something shiny.  It was a large... metal... wall? I slammed on my brakes, but once again I was sliding because of the slippery roads.  I closed my eyes waiting for the impact and this time I felt it. I felt the airbag hit me from up front and something hard hit me from behind.. I felt around to make sure I was still intact and I was.  I heard the sirens bellowing out.  Then, everything went blurry and black.