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I was driving like a madman away from the house. My heartbeat got more and more rapid as my mind raced.

I couldn't believe what had just happened. Whipping out my phone, I immediately called my friend Molly.

“You've reached Molly, and if you're hearing this it probably watching Netflix and ignoring you. Feel free to leave a message I'll probably never listen to!”.....*beep*

“Molly! You've gotta call me, seriously I can't do this on my own!” I yelled into the phone, struggling to steer.

I threw my phone across the car, smashing it into the passenger side door. Brushing my hair out of my face, I cursed wildly.

What if…

What if he was right?

‘Come on little bear, I'm the only one who will want you anyway, with a face like that.’

I shook my head. I shook my head as though that would clean my mind of the horrible thought.

Punching the stereo power button, the radio began to play a heavy metal ballad that seemed to calm my nerves some.

Maybe I was overreacting.

I thought about turning the Bus around. If I did though, if I went back home, the same thing would happen. Perhaps even worse. I had no choice but to press on.

Why is it that I'm always forced to keep going?

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