Riley
I woke up to the smell of baking pies with apple and cinnamon drifting through the air. I smiled as I awoke to the delicious smell before I remembered I had promised Virginia I would help with all the baking today so the desserts would be ready. My stomach dropped as I realized I was late. I sat up in bed, the covers tossed around me from what was surprisingly a good night's rest. I could feel my chest tightening just as it would have at home if I overslept. The punishment for it was always severe.
I looked at the door, shaking as I wondered what they would say about me being late. Maybe they will kick me out? I know my plans are to run away but leaving before I’m ready is more frightening than staying until I can get my bearings. What if instead, they let the council give me that
