I've been there. A pregnancy test. I was terrified of getting caught, more terrified of being caught pregnant by my mom. She would've been happy eventually, but only after marriage, and I wasn't ready for that.
They caught me, just as I made it to the door. No ID. I couldn've lied, but I told the truth. They took my information and my picture and let me go.
That wasn't even the worst part of the story.

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