the van

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So hey it's just me Dante and yes I'm a girl with a guy's name big whoop. I'm taking a walk like I do every night for anger management, it's so boring but I have to walk an hour a day so I do it at night. Anyway so "ow shit!" I hit my foot on a rock. How am I so fucking clumsy? Suddenly a really creepy van pulls up and a weird man looks at me "are you okay?"

The thing is that I am just walking now and showing no signs of pain and I look fine. "Yea I'm fine". "Here let me give you a ride", "um sorry but no thanks I'm taking a walk, I'm fine really". Suddenly he drives off, I feel very relaxed now.

I am still walking to my checkpoint and turn around to walk back.

I'm just walking and I hear a car approaching like its going to drive by and so I ignore it. The same van from earlier is speeding and suddenly stops about 10 feet upfront of me. I turn around and start running as if my life depended on it.

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