SUNDAY SCARIES: THE TIME I GOT STUCK BY A CORN FIELD

I was searching my brain and memories for some other scary thing that happened to me, and this was the first little story that I thought of. It actually ended up having a good ending, but it might not have.

Thanks to some good people, I was able to get to my destination safely and get home without a problem. So, let me tell you the story:

Around Christmas every year, my Sunday School teacher had a get-together at her house in the evening. At the event, we would eat food, play games, and exchange gifts. 

I can't remember exactly when it had started, but I know that it was pitch black on the road whenever I was traveling. This was my first time riding to her house, and I was super afraid of being lost. Directions were still coming on my phone back then, but they weren't as accurate as they are today.

My navigation system tells me that my turn is coming up, but I can't see anything. By the time I see the extremely faded road sign for her road, I had already passed it. So, I decided it was time to find a road on the right so I could turn back around and get back to the road.

As I said, I was using my phone's navigator, but it wasn't as good and accurate as they are now. I saw on my phone that there was a road coming up to the right. According to the picture, I was right on it, so I started to veer to the right to make a wide U-turn. 

However, when I had done that, I went off the road. I quickly whipped my car around in an attempt to make the U-turn anyway. However, when I did, I found myself stuck.

Now, keep in mind that it was pitch black. All I could see was what was illuminated by my headlights. I managed to make the U-turn, but ended up just off of the blacktop road and in sticky mud where my tired quickly began to sink. I was driving a van and it was winter. I was all alone, never having any car issues before.

​I did all I could think to do and called my Sunday School teacher and my mom.

But, while I was on the phone with my mom, two men approached the car. Naturally, I was worried because I was along and they were older than me. I have always been taught that you shouldn't communicate with strangers, and that's even with your parents with you. I was all alone.

I heard my voice shaking when I told them that I was fine and that someone was going to come help me. They hadn't been sent by anyone, they were just passing by. I was on the phone with my mom and told her that two guys had approached and offered to help me get out of the ditch. My mom asked to talk to them and she agreed that they could help.

They were able to get me out and I was able to get to my Sunday School teacher's house without a problem. I told them about the men when I got there and they told me that some handy men who also do some towing lived around the area.

I think my family knew them, too. I hope that they didn't bill them after that, but, from my understanding, they were just helping someone in need. My mom reads my posts, and I'm sure she can clarify if I was wrong.

And that's how a scary night turned into a happy story!