10:00 PM June 18th, 2019
My hands shook as I covered my mouth, my eyes tearfully looking around. What would they say? I asked myself, backing into the bushes. I put down my hands, touching the vanquished car. That was it. I began to cry, I melted down at the side of the highway. What happened, you may be asking, well... It's a pretty long story.
I came home with my girlfriend one night, thinking my parents weren't home. It wasn't anything dirty, we were just hanging out. She said she loved me. I said it back. Sure, of course, they heard that we were talking before, but they didn't think anything of it. But hearing us say "I love you," was... Well, did I mention that my parents are homophobic? I sent my girlfriend, Molly, home for her safety when my parents came in. They threatened both of us, that they were going to send us to conversion therapy. I had to get away. So when they went to call the conversion therapist, I took the car.
And then I crashed it.
I crashed the car.
But whatever, it's fine, right? It's not like I was in the middle of nowhere without service and a car... Oh my god, what was I thinking that I was gonna be fine? Any person with common sense in this situation would know it's not fine. I guess I can just walk until I get service? I thought, stepping forward. It started to rain, which didn't make it any better. Constantly slipping on mud was great, right? We love that. I checked my phone to see if I had service yet, nothing. Not even a bar.
I was soaked, covered in mud, by the time my phone died. I guess that's what I get for leaving the house without charging my phone. I was aimlessly walking in the rain, and then I found a city. Maybe with the little money I have, I can buy a hotel room. Because surely, 22 dollars was gonna get me at least the worst room. "Ugh!" I screamed, collapsing to the ground. I held my head as I started sobbing. "What was I thinking," I whispered to myself, as I shivered. I only had a light hoodie, the mud probably wasn't going to get out. I looked up, my eyes were blurred but I could still see a cafe in the distance. "Oh my god-" I muttered, standing up slowly. That has to be at least a mile away- I started to think, but I interrupted myself. "No. This whole night has been negative. I need to stop thinking like that," I started running, it was sprinkling now, at most.
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Teen FictionA girl, Emily, ran away from her homophobic family when they found out about her girlfriend, Molly. Strange things were found, what is she gonna do?