My Short Random Stories

I Hate Driving At Night

 I hate driving at night but yet again, here I was, driving down that old back road. My car was the only one around for miles and after driving for what seemed like forever I noticed a pair of headlights in my rearview mirror. For some reason, they didn't light up the road.

 "What the heck! that's not even normal." I just sat there, my mouth agape as I looked out the rearview mirror. I then gave my head a shake and went back to focussing on driving. I noticed something about this strange set of headlights. The headlights just sort of sat there...glowing. Whenever I looked over my shoulder, they were gone. So I did what any normal person would do and I sped up.

 I needed to get out of there and the lights were getting closer no matter how fast I drove. Hoping to leave this road behind, I floored it. Taking one last glance I noticed the lights were now in my passenger seat, glaring at me. Just as my car was getting slammed into by this strange car, I managed to make out a face with a twisted mouth, to go with the headlights. I'll never forget that grin.

 The next day someone found my car. They searched for me even though I was standing right next to them the entire time. They didn't see me. Lots of time has passed since that day and even though I haven't driven in ages, I still hate driving at night. There's also one more thing, I hate not only myself but other people driving at night too.