It was only a nightmare but it came again, a few times. What triggered it I have no idea. It was just as terrifying each visit.
My family and I were all traveling in our old station wagon. It was a blue Chevy, big, sturdy, and reliable. We found ourselves somewhere strange, as you always do in nightmares. We were trying to climb up a rutted out mountain road. This wasn’t actually a road or even a trail, it was just straight up a rough vertical piece of land. Of course we all panicked, realizing it couldn’t be done. We frantically looked at each other. Then the car turned upside down and fell like a domino, turning over and over.
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