You know the deal...
Analisa dragged all her suitcases to her car and threw a rose on the fading red spot in the alley. Tears stung her eyes and she immediately slid into her car. She wanted to leave now. She started her car and without looking back, drove off to the highway.
She didn't know exactly where she was going, but she was going to drive where instinct led her. She drove behind the few cars on the highway. Being 12 at night in Armarillo, Texas often meant few cars. She drove for hours and she saw few signs that read, 'Oklahoma'.
The sky was dark as storm clouds rolled in. She knew it was going to rain soon. As she drove on an empty road, her car started to slow and she pulled over on the side of the road. she groaned as she hit the steering wheel. She needed gas.
'Why didn't I fill up before?' She thought. She climbed out of her car and checked her engine. Yes all she needed was gas, but there wasn't a gas station for miles around. She groaned when rain started pounding all around her. She ran to the door of her car and to her frustration, she found she had locked herself out.
She almost screamed, but held her anger in. Anger wouldn't solve much anything. She stood by her car in the clod rain, leaning on the hood of her car. The rain got harder and she shivered. She felt weaker now and she coughed.
'Dammit. I'm getting sick,' she muttered to herself. To her relief, she heard a car approaching and headlights shone on her back. She waved her arms frantically and stood by the side of the road. The car was slowing and she suddenly felt dizzy. The car screeched to a stop when she fell to the ground, unconscious.