Ruined

6

A few weeks later, I went to my Dad's. Dad and June had started to believe what my uncle was saying about me, so they didn't want me to be around their kids. Since Mom was in Sri Lanka for the summer, I couldn't exactly stay with her. That evening at dinner, June presented me with a one-way plane ticket to Orlando along with $100 for the summer. I was told I would be staying with June's prostitute sister who worked at McDonald's during the day. How fun. I was told her name was Madison Rippok and she lived a high-crime neighborhood. With every word spoken about this woman I got more and more excited to visit. Man, my dad picks his women well. First, a lunatic who managed to get him serious jail time for something he didn't do, then my mom, a lesbian, then Shashyy, a stripper who sold drugs, some human trafficker who wanted to move to mexico with him and tried to sell me twice, and now June, 4 years older than me and wants to send a rape victim to live with a prostitute. What could be safer than that?

I went to my room to pack. I used one if June's old suitcases. Dad had told me to bring only what I needed. I didn't have much, so it wasn't hard to decide what not to pack. Some clothes, toothbrush, makeup, picturesof my family, wallet, phone.

I went to bed and scheduled an Uber for the next morning. I arrived at the airport at 2:30 am and boarded my plane. I didn't know the next time I would return.