I sighed, shutting down my editing software, of course saving the video , so that I could leave the house.

I hadn't left my house in the past fourteen days, because I was making 3 videos a day, but only posting one a day.

I was moving to Los Angeles, because, well, I really don't know why, just because I guess.

I wanted to have extra videos in case something went wrong.

I grabbed my coat, and headed out into the chilly October weather.

Oh. Forgot to tell you, I live in Ohio! Its pretty great, not that many fans, so I don't get swarmed alot.

I got into my Light pink Dodge Challenger I had just got, it was my baby. It's name is Taylor.(See, its a it, no assuming it's gender!)

I revved her up, and sped ass out of my garage, down the road.

I was driving for about fourty-Five minutes, just checking around, when I heard screams.

I slammed on the peddle, racing down the road, when I saw a R.V. going down the road with a guy on top!

"Oh. My. God!" I whispered. I was scared for the guy on top.

I sped up next to them, on the left side of the road.

I put my car on auto pilot, and rolled down the window. I climbed out the little opening, slightly slipping.

"Get off of there! You could kill your self!" I screamed!

"WATCH OUT!" Another guy yelled out , from behind the R.V.

I looked up, to see a Simi-Truck coming 50 miles a hour at me!

I screamed, swing omg into my car, racer style, and I swerved to the left, gravel flying,  hitting my car, as I spun out on a large gravel pasture type thing.

I let out a bit of air, that I didn't know I was holding.

I slowly got out of my car, checking for injuries, coming up with one.

I shattered my windowing coming in, and there was a quite large laceration on my back that was bleeding profusely .

I grabbed my jacket, and wrapped it around my wound, to stop most of the bleeding.

I walked around my car, to check for any scratches, only finding a few, before I heard the sound of gravel crunching.

I looked up to see the R.V. rolling towards me. I shook my head, as I felt the blood bleed throug my jacket and drip on the gravel.

I gripped the wound, wincing as the adrenaline rush stopped, and the pain started to settle in.

I groaned, falling to my knees. I tried to get up as three guys came walking towards me. One quite a lot older than me, and two that seemed to look like brothers, but that didn't matter now.

They both had cameras, and we're filming me. I guessed they were vloggers,  since that was getting big now.

Grabbing onto what used to be my window, I pulled my self up.

I got up, only to fall onto my back.

Letting out a bloody, toe curling horror movie scream.

I fought tears as I heard the men gasp, as the rushed towards me.

And then I blacked out.

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