Narration of Darkness in the Rearview Mirror

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English

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Young Adult (18-35)

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North American (General)

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In the summer of 2000 and 13 I found myself driving home alone on Highway 92 from body. It was almost midnight, and needless to say, it was pitch black as usual. At night I was on edge. I had the radio off, could hear nothing but the muffled roar time and they don't have. I stole a glance into the middle review mirror and saw nothing but that Mr Black window. I know that I love backward and saw nothing. I'm, I'm sure of it. Just a seemingly endless bath Miss of the night. I remember it so clearly because not 10 seconds later, a cat past me to the left, headlights on. I had one of those sudden adrenaline rushes, like when you think you see a person outside of your bedroom window, just a tree, or when you start awake at night with a feeling of falling. 10 seconds later, nothing had been behind me suddenly a car and drove the rest of the way home, shivering and knowing something was off. The next morning, I found two sets of scratches on the back of my van. One was in the left rear moment on the right. The car was pretty old. They could have been there for months. But the first time that I distinctly remember saying And the hindsight there are two possibilities for what happened that night. Possibility one by some glitch in reality or something paranormal, this other car, somehow here behind me within 10 seconds of the jet in my mirror, like somewhere ghost crab or something. However, the second option is what makes my blood run cold. Whenever I considered, it didn't even occur to me until months after the fact, but it makes me dread driving alone at night, even more Possibility. Two. The car was normal. It had approached me from the rare and asked me to my life. However, something large and why and as black as the night happened, clinging to the rear of my car, obscuring my view through the window and leaving deep scratches on the sides, and I had inadvertently drove in it