It was a lazy afternoon. Friends were over at my house which was next to the river. They were all asleep. I walked outside and saw my boyfriend's dad. They lived next door to us. We conversed about something for a moment and then I went and sat in my boyfriend's mom's van writing or drawing or something.
I looked up and saw that his dad had come back from eating out. I thought how much I wanted to do that. So I decided to drive down there where he had come from and get a snack.
But there was a problem- I tried to drive but I was in the passenger seat! I kept switching between the passenger seat and the very back seat. And the car started driving off by itself! I tried to pull the emergency break but I just couldn't find it and so I ran the car to the side of the road hoping the rougher surface would make it come to a stop. But it just rolled over into a retention pond and ended up upside down.
I climbed out of it, panicking. This was all my fault! Now his mother would be furious with me! But then some African tribesmen appeared. A woman started chanting. They helped me by rolling the car right side up, lifting it by it's tires and carrying it back next to the road.
I thanked them and went over to my boyfriend's sister-in-law who was standing next to a doorway, "Where's the car?"
"It's over there," She pointed into the doorway down a hall. I saw the car then. I walked toward it intending to inspect the damage. Then the sister-in-law's double drove away with the car. She and I laughed because the car was a funny shape (cylinder) and for some reason she said the word, "beanstalk," or "greenbean,"
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