Afraid of the Dark

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You look out of the car window at the dark forest.  Rows of trees pass by your vision, almost unnoticed.  
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'''''Ba-Dump, Ba-Dump.'''''
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The black vintage car drives through the winding dirt road in the countryside. It is a quiet yet bumpy drive as the road seems uncared for or unused.
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The dirt road rose and fell as it snaked endlessly into the forest. The canopy of trees flash by, dark pillars of rough bark and imagined faces. Midnight, and while the darkness was an indication the silhouette of the full moon illuminated the shadowy forest like a lighthouse.
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You and another child sit in the back seat, while a man in his 40's drives. No one bothers to talk.  
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(15 minutes ago..)
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The driver looks down, and turns the radio on.  Static blares from the single speaker on the dash.
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Cars passed by the road the other side of the road a blur of color and noise.
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The music player clutched loosely in your hands pumping music, but being sleep deprived each song and its lyrics melded in a foggy incoherent soup.
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Turning the knob he finally finds a station with a woman singing mournfully in French. ''At least it won't be so quiet'', you think.
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In the other side of the car your sister Melissa slept bundled up shivering.  
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Being excused from school was always welcomed, but for some reason you don't remember where you were supposed to be going.
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(Oh well it probably doesn't matter anyhow.)
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You put these thoughts away and let the music carry you off like a siren song to your slumber
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BANG!!! followed by a squealing noise then the car turned off.
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You were awakened groggily staring out the window wondering where you are.
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This was your destination?, questions came boiling up but nobody to answer them.
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The driver ( Who was he again? You can't remember his name ) started walking away from the car.
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"Hey, where's he going" you ask noting the anxiousness in your voice, shaking your sister as she ignored your protests.
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The driver looked at you for a moment then proceeded to the woods.
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(OMFG were the hell is he going!!!) flashed in constant sequence in your head.
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Taking a handful of your sisters jacket you shake her vehemently.
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"WTH WHAT DO YOU WANT!" anger and malice dripping in her voice.
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"That guy left us and --" The car door opened and came in the man, you just sat dumbfounded then a jab of pain as your sister took out her frustrations.
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(Back to the present...)
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You had remained silent the rest of the trip.
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Melissa now clutched at her cellphone staring into the glowing screen an air of frustration on her face, and you knew why there was no bars no reception no contact with the outside world.
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Sounds hum as the car radio turns on (I guess hes bored like we are)
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What he chooses though is a classical song.
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Current revision as of 18:43, 29 December 2013

Ba-Dump, Ba-Dump.

The dirt road rose and fell as it snaked endlessly into the forest. The canopy of trees flash by, dark pillars of rough bark and imagined faces. Midnight, and while the darkness was an indication the silhouette of the full moon illuminated the shadowy forest like a lighthouse.

(15 minutes ago..)

Cars passed by the road the other side of the road a blur of color and noise. The music player clutched loosely in your hands pumping music, but being sleep deprived each song and its lyrics melded in a foggy incoherent soup.

In the other side of the car your sister Melissa slept bundled up shivering.

Being excused from school was always welcomed, but for some reason you don't remember where you were supposed to be going. (Oh well it probably doesn't matter anyhow.) You put these thoughts away and let the music carry you off like a siren song to your slumber BANG!!! followed by a squealing noise then the car turned off. You were awakened groggily staring out the window wondering where you are.

This was your destination?, questions came boiling up but nobody to answer them. The driver ( Who was he again? You can't remember his name ) started walking away from the car. "Hey, where's he going" you ask noting the anxiousness in your voice, shaking your sister as she ignored your protests.

The driver looked at you for a moment then proceeded to the woods. (OMFG were the hell is he going!!!) flashed in constant sequence in your head. Taking a handful of your sisters jacket you shake her vehemently.

"WTH WHAT DO YOU WANT!" anger and malice dripping in her voice. "That guy left us and --" The car door opened and came in the man, you just sat dumbfounded then a jab of pain as your sister took out her frustrations.


(Back to the present...)

You had remained silent the rest of the trip.

Melissa now clutched at her cellphone staring into the glowing screen an air of frustration on her face, and you knew why there was no bars no reception no contact with the outside world.

Sounds hum as the car radio turns on (I guess hes bored like we are) What he chooses though is a classical song.

You:

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