"Who are you?" I asked, still left in the shock and scared state that came over me when gunshots were heard.
I look up to his face which was hidden behind a dark shadow and bit my lips as silence fell between us.
"Who I am is none of your business,"...
I sigh, letting out a sleepy yawn right afterward.
It's been a few minutes since I've literally agreed to live with a stranger and I couldn't stop thinking about it.
Is this the right thing? The right decision? The right one that I made?
I was really worried. Worried that my life would be at stake...well it actually is but I don't want to die.
I couldn't stop my imagination from running wild with the image of death, dressed fully in black, slowly walking towards me. Then all of a sudden, grabbed onto my soul. I held on super tight, with all of my strength, not daring to let go.
I held on for a few days but by every passing minute, I got weaker and weaker...and soon...soon...I couldn't hold on anymore. I had no strength to hold on anymore. And so death wore an evil smirk on his face as he forcefully snatched my soul, evilly laughing while looking me dead in the eyes then began to slowly disappear while I yell and scream for my life! Begging for him to return my soul back to me!...but it...it was too late...
He left...with my soul and my body suddenly began to slowly fade until it was no more...
I was gone...
I was....dead...
I shivered at my imagination and shook the thought out of my head.
"No matter what happens, I can't die! I have to live! And I will survive!" I encouraged myself. Yes, I'm not gonna die.
I let out a tired breath, laying my head back onto his soft leather seat. I was extremely tired and was about to fall asleep at any moment now.
I stare out of the window to try and distract myself from sleep because I wasn't gonna sleep in a stranger's car. I wanted to be awake so I can be aware of where he's taking me....but his car...it was so comfortable and I couldn't keep my eyelids from closing.
