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Road Nap

A Young Hero's Journey

By MVarmaPublished 2 months ago 4 min read

As I slowly begin to wake up, I feel a sense of confusion and disorientation. My mind is foggy, and I struggle to remember where I am. Gradually, my eyes adjust to the dim light filtering through the car windows, and I realize that I'm in the back seat of a car, where I passed out while going home and my parents were missing in the front seat. The smell of leather and stale air fills my nostrils, and I feel the unfamiliar jostling of the vehicle as it was parked in between some apartments with a light flashing just outside the car.

I shake my head, trying to clear the cobwebs from my mind and make sense of my situation. Did I fall asleep during a long journey? Or did something more sinister happen? My heart races as I try to piece together the events leading up to this moment.

I know that I need to act quickly and take control of the situation. I take a deep breath and try to steady myself as I gather my thoughts. I must figure out where I am and how to escape this confinement. With a surge of determination, I begin to assess my surroundings and formulate a plan.

My instinct hints to me that my parents might have been kidnapped! My heart starts to race, and my palms get sweaty. I feel a knot forming in my stomach, and I can't shake the feeling that something terrible has happened. I try to calm down, but the more I think about it, the more scared I become. I start to imagine all sorts of horrible scenarios like my family being tied up and held captive by a group of criminals.

I know that I'm just a kid, but I can't sit here and do nothing. I have to save my family. I start to think about what I can do, how I can rescue them from the hands of their kidnappers. I feel a rush of adrenaline, and my hands start to shake as I think about the danger I might face.

But I know that I can't give up. I must be brave, for my family's sake. I take a deep breath and try to think rationally. Maybe my parents are just taking a long time, and everything is okay. But my mind won't let me believe that. I feel like I must act fast, or something terrible will happen.

I feel a mixture of fear, anxiety, and determination. I'm scared of what might have happened to my family, but I'm also determined to save them. I know that I might be just a kid, but I also know that I have the strength and courage to do what it takes to rescue my family.

As I look around, I notice that the car doors are locked. Panic sets in as I realize that I'm trapped inside. But then, I remember that most modern cars have a central locking system that can be controlled remotely. I search for a button or lever to unlock the doors but can't find any.

I turn my attention to the front seat, hoping to find a key or some sort of tool that could help me unlock the doors. However, the front seat is empty, and there's no sign of a key or any other object that could help me escape.

Suddenly, I remembered that some cars have a release lever in the trunk that can be used to open the doors. With a renewed sense of hope, I begin to search for a way to access the trunk.

After a few moments of searching, I find the release lever near the driver's seat. I pull it, and the trunk pops open with a loud thud. I scramble out of the back seat and climb into the trunk, searching for anything that could help me escape.

To my relief, I find a spare tire iron, which I quickly grab and use to pry open the trunk lock. As soon as the lock clicks open, I push the trunk lid up and climb out.

Once I'm outside, I take a deep breath of fresh air and look around, trying to figure out where I am. I'm in a deserted parking lot, with no sign of anyone around. As I walk down the quiet street, I hear a sudden roar of an engine behind me. I turn around to see a car speeding towards me, its headlights glaring in my face. My heart races as I try to dodge out of the way, but it's too late. The car slams into me, sending me flying through the air before I hit the ground with a sickening thud.

I suddenly wake up, gasping for air. I realize that it was just a terrible dream. My heart is racing, and my palms are sweating as I look around. To my relief, I see that I'm still sitting in the back seat of the car, and my parents are still in the front seat, driving. I take a deep breath, trying to calm myself down and remind myself that it was just a dream. I look out the window, watching the passing scenery, feeling grateful to be safe and sound in the real world.

Feeling shaken from the nightmare, I decided to stay awake for the rest of the car ride and never again sleep while traveling. I tried to keep myself occupied by looking out the window, but it was no use. Soon, I passed out again, drifting off into a deep slumber, while the car continued on its journey. (Might continue to dream)

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