That Girl in High School that ‘Went off the Rails’

I was 16. I got a ride home from a friend of a friend after doing a shift at my job at McDonald’s. When people argue that the woman was probably wearing clothes too revealing, I think about my uniform. My shapeless uniform that smelled like stale fries.
He didn’t drive me home, but to a property development site. Forest on one side, and empty half-built homes on the other. ‘You can get out. I’ll keep your bag & tell everyone in your address book you did it anyway, & if you go, I’ll go after your friends, but you can go right now’.
I stayed.

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