Cars. "The embodiment of freedom." A fast, effective way to get from point A to point B. You could go across the vast space known as "Earth." But, that experience has been ruined for me.
It was a vague, gloom November evening --- The time was around 8:30 PM and it was growing dark and I was driving home from work.
Since some asshole just had to hit a pole on the same night that I was working I had to change my normal route, I turned around, and began to drive to the old country road that led to the neighborhood that my house stood.
I never saw anyone go down that road but, I once saw a girl in frilly white dress walk down the lonely street.
As I drove down I sensed repetition, as in I could see the same pair of pink, girl's sneakers on the same power pole.
Then my car eye's illuminated a figure. In the bright yellow haze a girl in a white dress stood --- staring me down. Her face was if she was decomposing. She had pale, deceased skin. She had no shoes and she wore a torn, maggot-white, frilly dress.
She charged towards me and as I tried my hardest to drive off--- My car wouldn't start.
All I remember after that was her breaking the window and inhaling towards my face.
Whenever, I woke up my car was fine, the window was restored and the car seemed new--- It even had that smell, that same sickening smell.
About two months after the incident, I put my car up for sale.
Eventually, someone came for the car. Whenever they went to check the engine they found something --- horrifying. There was organs and not dead organs but, lungs breathing, hearts beating, organs and they were even attached to the engine as if the car was alive.
It's been about two years everything happened. But, last night as I went to turn off the garage light I saw the same girl with the same deceased skin.
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