Crazy Car

You went to bed like any other night and were asleep in minutes. But, when you woke, you weren't at home. You were in a car, wearing clothes, and holding a bag of money (all of which wasn't yours). Suddenly, a police car turned on its lights to pull you over. What do you do?

Prompt:

You went to bed like any other night and were asleep in minutes. But, when you woke, you weren’t at home. You were in a car (that wasn’t yours), wearing clothes (that weren’t yours), and holding a bag of money (that wasn’t yours). Suddenly, a police car turned on its lights to pull you over. What did you do?

Writing:

“You’re just a charmer, aren’t you?”

The sound of squealing tires woke me up, but not in time to stop my forehead from making contact with the window. The car straightened out and I straightened up, but there were flashing blue lights in my vision. I gave it a couple of moments to try and blink them away, but they weren’t going anywhere.  And that’s when I realized that I was awake.

“What the-?”

“I see you’re finally awake.”

“Who are you?”

In the driver’s seat beside me is a girl that I don’t remember.  Dark glossy hair surrounds a face with porcelain skin and perfect ruby red lips. The eyes that look at me are hazel as she responds with a carefree laugh and speeds up the car.

“You’re quite the joker, aren’t you, Peter?”

I’m stunned for a minute. She knew my name. How could she know my name, but I have no recollection of who she is? There was no way that I would forget meeting someone who looked the way she did. I tried to sit up and turn to get a better look at her, only to find that something was resting in my lap that prevented me completely moving. Pushing it on the ground revealed that the burlap sack was filled with a treasure chest of things— money, jewels, even a crown.  I had never seen so much in my life, and I couldn’t help myself as I reached to make sure it was real. Then I stopped, because the gray sleeve wrapped around my wrist didn’t belong to me.

“What on earth is going on? Who are you? Why do I have a bag full of jewels? Why the hell am I wearing a monkey suit? Did you make me rob a bank?”

The driver’s smile disappeared as she took a second look at me and realized that I honestly didn’t know the answers. “What do you mean? Those are my things. It was your idea to take them. Don’t you remember? You wanted to run away together.”

Word Count: 350

Overall Word Count: 1,708

Enjoy this little morsel of writing? I’m going to continue to try and crank these out all month. In the mean time, feel free to like, share, and subscribe, as well as check out writing from Day 1, Day 7, and Day 8 from earlier today.
If you also were inspired to write to the prompt or have an idea of what I could write next, feel free to comment down below. I’m always open to ideas!

XOXO Love Always,

Kristi My♥

2 Comments on “Crazy Car

  1. Pingback: NaNoWriMo Day 11 | KristiMyBlog

  2. Pingback: NaNoWriMo Day 26 | KristiMyBlog

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: