I was in highschool at the time.
It was inappropriate to tell mama about this sort of thing,
She never said so,
But I had a feeling that what happened could not be talked about.
I was in a taxi,
The driver kept giving me strange looks, but I wasn’t paying attention.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of a zipper,
I saw that he had opened the fly of his pants.
I couldn’t scream or do anything,
Then I noticed that he was going in the wrong direction.
"Where are you going?”
He didn’t respond.
“What are you doing?”
He didn’t respond.
The moment he slowed down,
I opened the door and jumped out.
When I got home, I couldn’t tell mama what happened.