Quiet drive
It was a dark and rainy night, and a long ride home. The hoopdy I was driving had no radio, so it was quiet. Out of nowhere I feel my muscles stiffen, as if I someone else was in control of them. Something else. "I can kill us right now" it whispers with my own lips. "Do you want to die?" Images of my driving my car off of a bridge flash through my head. I can't steer the wheel. I can't do anything. Just like that it's gone.
I don't want to die.
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