Walking Home
Macy sent her dad one last text as she started her long walk home. The road was empty, save for a few cars that zoomed by.
She walked in tears, wondering why the principal had ruined her night.
She was glad her dad wasn’t around to see her in such a mess. She was supposed to be strong-willed like him, not breaking down at such inconveniences. That was when the black car screeched before her.