This is my post for #freewriters 2297 prompt the amber light hosted by
The road was dark, it had been a long drive and I was happy to see I would not be driving it much longer, I had 30 more miles and I would be home. Home, a place that I had left for what I thought was forever.
This has to be the longest part of my trip, and this old road has not changed since I was a child. It has winding curves with a rock wall on one side and a 60-foot drop on the other. As a child, it always scared me. I always thought I was going to die on it.
The last time I drove it was 38 years ago. That is when I left, I looked back in the rearview mirror and, I swore I would never drive this drive again, but here I was driving it for what I hoped would be the last time.
The place will be sold and now I will never have a reason for this drive, all I need to do is sign the papers and the curse will be broken. This road will not take another loved one.
My front tire blew just as I started to go around the curve, the car rolled down the side of the hill. I had no control, all I could do was pray.
Someone is driving my car but it does not feel like I am driving. I try to move but I can not. I try to talk but words will not come. I am still in the driver's seat, The car still feels as if it is moving. I can see, I am now in some sort of tunnel. Lights are now falling from the sky, some my car is following, and some are following me, there is an amber light in the distance.
I am nearing the end of the tunnel, I look over and see myself in the passenger seat, I am fading away but I am still under the wheel looking at myself over there.
I reached the amber light and never will I ever have to take that road again.
photos are mine