Road Rage

All of the sudden a red Dodge speeds past me on the right.

He's swerving all over his lane. The tail lights all of the sudden

exclaim bright red as his truck almost comes to a complete stop. I

approach his truck on the left going about 4 or 5 mph over the speed

limit. The brake lights go off as I approach his bumper. Without

warning, he swerves into my lane almost whipping his truck at me. I

jam on my brakes as he cuts me off, his tail no more than 5 feet from

my front bumper. I violently slammed on the brakes, as I feel my

stomach sink right through the chair. The anti-lock brakes come

roaring and sputtering violently, only adding to the mental and

physical surprise freezing me up. Closer and closer I came before his

acceleration left his tail moving farther and farther from me.

"Breathe," I told myself, but I could not. I check my rear view mirror

to see the Buick Rendezvous' right turn signal come on as he moves

into the right lane. I wondered to myself how come he came from rear

ending me. A sudden strike of rage hit me and changed my whole mental

view on the situation. I release my foot from the brake petal and jam

it onto the gas petal dangerously, showing my vicious streak. I get up

on his bumper getting closer and closer. I turn on my new Xenon

brights, virtually blinding the driver in front of me. He swerved

dangerously into the right lane. A bit of satisfaction crossed my

face. I had won.

I turned of my brights as I passes White Pine. All of the sudden he

swerved back into my lane. A bit surprised and a bit angered at the

same time I silently thought, "Touché". I sped up on his tail and

turned my brights back on. H...

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...The truck behind me slowed and turned off his brights. He got

farther and farther away. I couldn't tell if he had stopped. I looked

left. I had no idea where I was now.

I soon found my road and I parked on the street in front of my house,

locked all the doors and ran inside. My mom came downstairs and I

explained to her what had happened. She was almost as scared as I was.

I took her keys and she took mine and we moved the vehicles so my

truck was in the garage so he wouldn't know where I lived. We came in

and talked about what had happened for awhile. I had never been so

scared in my life. My mom figured he got scared when he saw me with my

phone, maybe though I was calling the cops and he just left. I also

thought he may have been drunk. Road rage can definitely get you into

a lot of trouble. I learned my lesson.