The car ride

Date: 1/11/2018

I opened my eyes and I was in the back of a car. The seats were a cold black leather. The normal leather you see in a car. I looked out the window and we were driving through a forest. They were Sycamore trees, there were bright green. It looked like it had rained the night before. They were vooming past me, they blured and it was hard for me to focus on them. I turned my my head to look towards the windshield and though about plugging in some music. I reached for the aux cord over the glove compartment in between the front seats and realized that I was in the back seat. I gasped in my head and suddenly felt unconftorble. I looked back at the glove compartment and notices that it had a sliver outline to it. nothing else in that car had that silver out line. I was confused. I turned to look at the driver. I knew her, she was my friend Melanie. She had short, bleached curly hair that went down to her shoulder. She had on a dark green vest with hood with fur on the rim. I looked at her arms and noticed how weird she was driving. Her arms were in this black and white striped long sleeve shirt. It's her favorite shirt. Her hands were on the top of the steering wheel and her arms seem strained. Like something was forcing her to hold them there. She never drives like that, she normally drive with one hand on the bottom of the steering wheel the other arm resting outside of the car window. I suddenly became confused. I wondered why I was in the back to the car and why I was with her. I looked at the mirror on the windshield of the car and she looked at me with no expression. her light green eyes stared at me, they almost seemed Angry. i felt something else looking at me through them. I gasped and I woke up.