the fog rolled over the hills my head rested on the cold window , my father was sitting in the front of the car driving at full speed , we were far from the city , but why ? I was laying in bed , and next thing I know my dads running around the house grabbing things , putting them in boxes and then into the car , my dad made me pack some stuff and put that in the car along with his stuff , he told me to get in the back of the car and told me to stay ( like a dog?) he ran off back into the house , he didn't come back for a good ten minutes , the rain started to poor , getting louder and heavier , as my curiosity grew I opened the car door and stood out in the rain " GET BACK IN THE CAR !" My father yelled before coming back out side , I watched him walk around the front of the car and jump in , starting the engine I hopped back in putting my set belt on , he must be drunk or something I thought to my self ...
About 20 minutes later the city lights , the loud sounds of cars and that congruent city vanished from view , my eyes narrowed on the back of my fathers head , his hair was brown , cut short but some how messy , " something is happe- " " shut up " my father cut me off before picking up the pace , we were going around 100 , fast? ,but I still wasn't sure about it , it felt like we were going far over 300 but it was just my mined , as I slumped back into my chair and curl my legs to my chest I noticed it ... Two line of blood strait down the side of my fathers neck WHAT THE HELL , my father was hiding some thing from me , but I will ask him until he tells me the truth about ... About .... What ever this is , what ever is happening , I opened my mouth to speak but just as I did , thunder shot the ground next to are car , I jumped in my seat falling to the side , my heart started to race , the thunder mite of hit , so close to the car because , it's well a giant peace of meddle in the middle of a storm
The though stayed in my mind for a while , I curled back up in my seat placing my head in the window ...
Rain .... Rain ......... Rain ...... The sound of rain , the sound of the thunder , the sound of the storm , the last thing I remembered was the rain and the cold foggy window before I fell asleep...
I woke up around 7:30 am , I was uncomfortable in this car it was old and rustic , but it was a beautiful , I lifted up my head from the window and rubbed my cheek , it was cold , like an ice cube , my eyes flickered to my father , still driving with his eyes locked on the road , I sighed as I sat on the old car seat , I turned my head to look out side , every thing was , well green , we didn't have much nature in the city , but what we had was what we had , every thing felt different , but in a good way or a bad way ? The car had slowed down , probably when I feel asleep , the sky was grey and cloudy , I un-did my seat belt and stood up in my seat reaching into the boot , I grabbed my phone and headphones out of my bag and sat back down , father wasn't one for music but it help me get away from real life , most kids that are 16 don't think about problems , like family death , what's happening in there life , how long will they live let alone think about running away , but then again , humans can escape any thing ... But reality
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