My forgotten night And have you ever forgotten anything?

That day

Mother and father quarreling It ended with Dad packing his clothes and taking the tour bus home to the provinces, leaving Mom, me and my older sister behind. In an era where mobile phones are still within the reach of middle-class people like ours.

Several days later

When mother calms down I started asking Mom if we should go see Dad. Mother replied, "Who is the father?" Let's go find that person ourselves. Makes me know that my mother is still angry. But living as three people without a father who is the pillar. It was extremely empty. So my older sister and I decided to drive to my father's house in the country. Even though mother won't go with me. But the fact that both daughters were picked up probably made Father's heart soften and allow him to come home with us.

Before traveling

I sleep and dream that he was driving to pick up his father You have to pass a dark road, very dark, no electricity along the way, and it's lonely and homeless. I remember this road well as being the one I had to cross every time I went home from the provinces. At 18 years old, I felt a sense of loneliness around me and turned to look at my older sister sitting next to the driver. But my sister was already asleep.

Suddenly, I saw the shadow of a small person. The figure was much blacker than the surrounding darkness. So black that you can clearly see it in the dark. I looked at the figure until the car was about to pass by the dark figure, when suddenly the dark figure jumped. Hey… I exclaimed in my heart. His eyes continued to stare at the body without stopping. The body was clinging to the spare wheel attached to the back of the car.

I looked through the rear window and saw a black head appear and it started to lean to the side. I looked away from the mirror on the side and saw a person's head clearly. My heart was pounding. This definitely wasn't a person. I told myself, what should I do? I decided to shout out. Get down! This is my car and I don't allow anyone else to go with it.

And I was startled. My heart is still pounding. But I don't remember what I dreamed. I only know it's a bad dream. I tried to close my eyes to sleep because I had to go to school in the morning. I started counting sheep, sheep 1, sheep 2, sheep…

The morning before traveling

I don't feel well. Trying to remember what the nightmare was about. But I don't remember...never mind...showered and dressed to go to class as usual. After returning home, we ate some food and fish and prepared to pack our bags for tonight's trip. My heart is not very in tune with my body, I take things in and out many times until I say hello.

A forgotten night

I left home at 8 p.m. and talked with my elder about various miscellaneous matters. At that time there were no gas stations to stop by frequently. We have to prepare drinking water. Snacks in the car We talked and ate together for a while. The older sister began to quiet down. You don't have to turn around to see that you're asleep. Reach out your hand and turn on soft music. Be a friend while traveling so that it doesn't get too lonely. Keep driving. From the brightly lit road

Until I turned into a familiar shortcut. It became darker and darker around us until there were no streetlights, relying on the lights from the front of the car to illuminate the grassy forest on both sides of the road. I saw lights coming from people's houses in the distance, so far away that I could hardly see them. Almost an hour has passed. I estimated the distance in my mind and expected that it would take no more than 3 hours to reach the destination. As I was thinking about driving, a familiar sight appeared on the far left.

I looked intently and saw that it was a closed gas station with a metal barrier blocking the entrance. It feels like I've only seen this picture recently. Driving less than 100 meters past a gas station, my heart pounded harder as my eyes focused on a black lump. Not far from the car, thump!!! That black mass rushed towards the car with forgotten memories.

The black mass became more and more clear, a head, an arm, a leg, clinging to the spare tire in the back of the car. It was like the dream that night was unmistakable. My hands are full of sweat. I automatically moved my mouth to utter a sound: Down!!! This is my car and I don't allow anyone else to go with it. I shouted as loud as I could until he woke up in shock. what happened? I asked.

I tried to consciously slow down the car. Hands gripping the steering wheel tightly His mouth answered, "Wait a minute!" I'll tell you. And the whole car went silent. My sister doesn't sleep anymore. Until I parked at a gas station. I gushed about what I experienced both in my dreams and in reality. In the end, they couldn't come to a conclusion that the black lumps What is in the dark?

But that dream helped me. If I hadn't had a dream before, Tonight there might be a car accident and I won't be able to tell the story, but my journey isn't over yet. Our forgotten night continues There is greater forgetfulness at the end. Just wait and I'll be back.