Screech: A Short Story

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Screech, went the tires as I spun the steering wheel as fast as I could. We had to get out of this parking lot, out of this city. I slammed my foot down on the gas pedal as soon as we were on the main road. As I drove the route I had strategically planned for countless hours, bent over my kitchen counter. My mind slipped away and the anxiety, the panic, the adrenaline, that had built up in my body all seemed to melt away. It turned into a new feeling one that I didn't expect, regret. I felt regret, like I was ruining my life by doing this sinful act. I started to think back to my childhood I remembered sitting in my dining room doing my homework. I remembered my babysitter saying how she wished her son went home and did his homework right away

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