Joyride Thru Hell
Sometimes we're taken where we never meant to go
Life can take you down dark alley ways you never willingly chose for yourself.
But through the choices of others, you find yourself a backseat passenger in their joyride through hell.
You sit paralyzed, unable to respond to the situation.
It's like a house of mirrors where nothing is as it seems, and every twist and turn takes you no where nearer to an escape -- and so the ride continues twisting and turning writhing in pain.
Its final destination a tiny pin prick of light at the end of that tunnel.
But what light is it?
A release into a bright beautiful world?
Or death plunging you deeper into the pits of hell?
About the Creator
Pam Reeder
Stifled wordsmith re-embracing my creativity. I like to write stories that tap into raw human emotions.
Author of "Bristow Spirits on Route 66", magazine articles, four books under a pen name, technical writing, stories for my grandkids.




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