I don't know what to do. I just keep screaming, kicking, pushing as he creepily comes on top of me.
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The Ride
Short Story"I give all my hopes up then. Because he was right. There was no one else to hear or help me, plus all the doors were locked and he had a gun. Only if there was a way..."
TWENTY ONE
I don't know what to do. I just keep screaming, kicking, pushing as he creepily comes on top of me.
