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toxicpunkette
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Driving down Greere Rd. was always creepy late at night. You are all alone on the road always, never another car in sight...until you reach the bend in the road.
After the bend in the road, all of the sudden you look in your rear view mirror and you see another set of headlights besides your own leading the way. Usually no one ever really pays too much attention to this besides the obvious question, "Where did that car come from?" and then continue on their way. After a few minutes pass by you'll notice the car gaining speed, getting closer and closer to your own vehicle.
You start to get a little on edge and speed up; as you speed up so does the car behind you. You are reaching maximum speed on this crazy, curvy road trying to be as careful as possible to keep control of the car. Seconds later you feel yourself being jerked forward as the car behind you is ramming your rear bumper. At this point you are freaking out and irritated all at once to the point where you pull off the road as quickly as possible, to see the car that was once behind you speeding past you at about 90 miles per hour head on into the trees ahead..
You gasp for air, terrified but rushing over to help. You approach the vehicle, hands trembling, and you open the drivers door to see a women all bloody, head through the windshield, her thighs half cut open from her flying forward and the lap belt catching her, glass stuck in her hands and wrists. You immediately dial 911 on your cell phone to report the accident.
And in a flash you turn around because you heard a noise in the woods, seeing it was only a raccoon. You turn back towards the crashed car...and it's no longer there. Vanished, nothing but the road ahead.
You start screaming, thinking you're going absolutely mad! You rush back to your car, get in and lock the doors. "What could possibly be happening?", you ask yourself.. As police are arriving, you look in your rear view mirror, and there the women sits in your back seat! Still all cut up, blood everywhere! You are way to terrified to completely turn around so you close your eyes hoping it will all go away..when you hear a whisper in your ear."He was my only love", then the voice fades away and you open your eyes and she's gone.
By the time the police knock on your window, you're shaken and you explain to the officer what just happened. Then he explains to you a story.
Twenty years ago a women named Delilah got a phone call from the hospital telling her that her husband was in a critical accident and was shot in the chest. So she grabbed her keys and rushed to be by his side but it was a stormy night and with her eyes full of tears she accidentally swerved off the road and crashed into a tree instantly killing herself..her ghost will forever haunt Greere Rd..
Please be safe and don't ever make late night drives like I did; you never know what just might happen..
Posted by madame1223
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0 replies since 15/9/2012, 04:46 7 views
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