Growing up, I always wanted to go on a bike ride at night, something about it seemed really cool to me. It wasn’t until I was 13 that my mom finally let me. She told me to wear my helmet, have my phone, take a flashlight, and she set the parameters for where I was allowed to go. She gave me about 4 miles, which was a lot to me. So right after the sunset, I was off.
I loved it. There were no people out walking their dogs, no kids running around, the temperature was perfect, etc.. It was really fun, so fun, that I ignored the limits my mom set. You see, where I was biking was all walking paths. It was one of those grassy areas between two neighborhoods. There’s this long path that went at least 600 feet at a 25-degree angle. I was flying down this hill, having an absolute blast, and darted right through the parameters.
My mom set these limits for a reason. Everything on the inside was close to houses and people. The outside, more specifically, the place where the path I was on lead to, was barren. I rode along this path for 10 minutes before I could only see some of the lights of the houses on the inside of the limits.
After 15 minutes of riding along this dirt path, I hear singing. It sounded about 30-40 feet in front of me. I stop riding to hear it better. It was a woman’s voice. She was singing Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles. But she wasn’t singing the words, just the melody of the vocals. Her voice was strange. You know how when you have phlegm in your throat, your voice gets scratchy? That’s what her voice sounded like.
I inch forward to try and see her. I get close enough to see the silhouette of hair bouncing up and down like she was headbanging. I decided to get my flashlight out. I’m thinking that maybe this person is in need of help or something. Or maybe this is an insane person and the light will scare them away. So I take the flashlight out of my pocket, point it at her, and turn it on.
The moment the light hit her, she stopped moving completely. She was facing away from me. She had disgusting hair that seemed to be sticking together in clumps. Some of her hair was ripped off, too. She was wearing a very over-sized, bright red hoodie. I was almost too scared to move. I think she was, too. I conjured up as much bravery as I could and said “Sorry” in a very, oops-this-is-the-wrong-room, kind of way. She didn’t respond.
I turned off the flashlight and put it back in my pocket. Just as I was turning my bike around, she screams. She screams in an awful, awful, high pitched voice. I damn near shit myself as I throw myself back onto my bike. I hear her voice getting closer to me. I book it as fast as I can. I don’t look behind me, and I don’t stop pedaling. Her screaming grew quieter and quieter until it dissolved into the howling of the wind.
what the hell was that?
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You had my attention in full from when the character rode away at nightfall into the dark. I was unsure when you described that person. It sounded dangerous for sure Pia. Your imagination works over time and I for one love that !!
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Awesome Pia! You’re good
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I try,
occasionally 😂😂
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Good! Keep doing the unconventional…I think you’re good at it. Out of the box thinking!!! 🤣😂😉😀
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I trrrrrrrrrrry my best man, my readers motivate me to explore more
❤ 🙂
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Add me to that list of ‘motivators’…on a fan of your recent posts. It’s like you’ve taken one step up in the writing!
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OMG
(TOO MUCH EMOTIONS GOING ON ALERT)
Thank you again ❤ ❤ ❤
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❤ ❤ ❤
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That was suspenseful, Pia!
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Thank you dr Susi, did you get scared?
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I wouldn’t say scared but you sure had my attention completely focused on the story. I wanted to know what happened next and it was exciting to read!
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yayy, my goal is complete thn ❤ ❤
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Creepy
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😲😱 creepy woman. I wouldn’t ride at night ! If i.were you
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I never do, trust me 😉 😉
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Good, I’m happy for you. You might never know….
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😉 😉
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