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No Longer AnonymousNo longer can I remain anonymous, just another girl checking in for her doctor's appointment. The moment I tell them the visit is to be billed to the state, and present this voucher, which might as well be painted in bright red blood, dripping and leaving a breadcrumb trail for all, with a neon sign that reads "sexual assault," I become that girl.More Like This
I see the way their eyes change. I see how they look at me. The hardness of the day, painted in the lines on their face, softens, just a bit. Their eyes, normally cold and focused, now try to melt my heart with their temporary concern.
I sit in the waiti
three odd girls chapter twelve"You call that music?"Jonathan asked as he covered his ears with his hands.More Like This
"Hey I can't help that this is the only station thats playing." Morgan said.
"Dum diggy dum diggy diggy dum.Do the diggy dum everyone." sang the girl on the radio.
"Jonathan if I don't have anything to listen to I'm going to fall asleep."
"Then let me drive." he said.
"Jonathan if you get pulled over we're both goners."
"I'll be very careful."
"What if theres a road block?"
"Don't you have one of those little music players?"
"The batteries are dead." she said.Jonathan sat back in his seat and looked out the window.With it being pitch black outside he didn't k
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