He kept coming back

I live in small town. It’s one of those places where someone tells you they’re from there and your like “i passed threw there on my way to insert popular destination here”. I’m the girl who lives with her parents while she figures her life out in the safety of home. But with any household i would imagine there’s rules you respect no matter how old you get. I am a huge stoner and was living on my own for 4yrs and grown accustom to smoking in the comfort of my bedroom, whenever i wanted. Of course being back home my parents were NOT on board with this. So after work I’d drive down a back road that literally had nothing but trees for miles. A house here or there but they were far apart in distance. I would go down this road pick and area far enough away from the entrance and lay my seat back and just, smoke the stress of the day away. I was sitting in my front seat on Snapchat lip syncing fireflies by owl city when a red car goes past my truck slowly. I think nothing of it cause i can’t be the only one to know about this road right ? But he stops at the end of the street and backs up all the back to my truck he stops then he continues on. I’m thinking “ok that was a little creepy”. I lay my head back and take another pull from my j when i see the same car coming to my truck in reverse. He does this 6 more times. My truck is pretty old it overheats pretty fast and i have to stop and give It a second to cool off for a good 5mins or so. This was one of those times that it would shut off and not let me turn it back on until it cooled down enough. Trust me i was trying to turn my car on and get the hell out of there but my truck didn’t want to cooperate. He comes back a 7th Time and he just sits there for a minute or so. For a second i think he’s looking at my license plate. Running them maybe ? By this time i am super creeped out and i am praying and begging my truck to please turn on. I hear a man yell “something wrong with your truck? Are you out here by yourself? I can take you home”. I stay silent. My car is on to where i can control the windows or just play the radio so i roll all of my windows up. I hear his car door slam shut and i try to get my truck to turn one more time and she finally comes through for me and i get the hell out of there. I haven’t seen that car or that man again.

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