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2' AM Ride With The Devil (continued)

doors and proceeded to drive out the parking lot, when Tapa-Tapaaapp——smash!!!! The lock on the driver side was open and I could not scream, I flintched at first and was shocked. He pushed me to the passenger side of the car told me to shut up and he drove away from the parking lot.

I screamed and he laughed, he laughed I could not believe what had just happen. “You better shut up or else.”

“Where are you taking me?” I ask him reaptedly, we drove down a side street, I did not recognize it the houses were row house’s, all brick, He smelled like roasted pig, a smell that in no circumstances was legal.

We stop at the corner house he yelled at me to get out, his voice scruffy and at times high pitched, he could have been a drug addict. We walk up some cracked stairs the house was white with black shutters and a beat up awing.

“Wait here and if you run, I will catch you and hurt you.” I said nothing; I stood out in the cold until a woman with long dingy hair open the door. “Come in here now”,..

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