The rapist
Dear diary,
When I was in my tenth-grade year, there was a rapist at the Upper East Side. Megan told me this. She asked me if I could walk with her to her home at Ninety-eighth and Fifth Avenue. I walked with her to Engineer’s Gate and I said that this here is the safest place she could be. When I walked back to downtown I saw a flyer with the rapist and I pictured that man holding down Megan. I felt very bad, because of that.
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