Stranded

[Garry Bishop]

*It was early during an October evening and I found myself driving down a narrow road somewhere in northern Colorado. I'm not quite sure what I'm doing out here..the truth of the matter is that things weren't exactly going good where I origionaly was. In fact things were going down hill pretty fast. So one day I decided to ditch that town and leave everything behind me and start all over. So I jumped in the truck and just drove off. My name is Nick Stone..I am Twenty Three years old, have short brown hair and light green eyes. As I drive along I begin to nottice something...I haven't seen any cars out here for over an hour..and I haven't seen a town for the past three hours* Where the hell am I... *I muttered to myself as I then nottice the gas gage..runing on fumes as it is and already used the five gallon can in the back. Sighing heavily I figure I can at least go another twenty minutes but if- and then I stop thinking as the engine starts to sputter and then upon hearing a loud thwapping sound as the belts snap..my journey comes to a stop. Pulling the truck off the road I sit there for a few minutes...pondering why everything seems to happen to me. Then I get out and open the hood..well it wasn't just the belt..as the hood opens a rush of steam flies out* Can't I ever get a break...*I say through gritted teeth as I soundly kick the truck on the front bumper*