I hate driving at night. Yet there I was, on that old black road, the only car around for miles. After driving for awhile, I noticed a pair of flickering lights in my rear view mirror. For some reason, they didn't illuminate the road. The lights just sorta sat there....... glowing. Whenever I looked over my shoulder, they were gone. So I did what any normal person would do, I sped up. But to no avail. The lights were getting closer no matter how fast I went. Hoping to leave this road behind, floored it and took one last glance. The lights were now in my passenger seat. Glaring at me. Before I flipped my car, I was able to make out a face and a twisted mouth to go with the head lights. I'll never forget that grin. The next day, someone found my car. They searched for me, even though I was standing next to them the entire time.
Lots of time has passed since then. And even though I haven't driven in awhile, I still hate driving at night. But there's one thing I hate more than driving at night.
Other people driving at night.
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