“Imma turn in for the night¨ I mumbled to myself as I trudged over to my room. Before I opened the door, I took a quick peek into the guest room. Cyrus sprawled across the bed, and Annabelle on the edge of the bed (She was probably going to fall off later that night), sleeping peacefully. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail. I raised an arrow as I quietly closed the door. I walked into my room then pulled the rickety chair from under my desk, which was situated in the corner. I pulled open one of the mann drawers on the desk and shuffled through the manny papers stuffed inside, Finally I found a small leather notebook, I opened the notebook and flipped to the next empty page, I grabbed one of the many pencils I had sprawled across the desk and wrote the following.

"I'm so tired, I over everything. Tuesdays, “The One”, the Sacrifices, they're just too much! I want it all to end. Sometimes I wish that I was chosen to be sacrificed instead of Alex and Dad. Mom says that we need to stay strong, that we need to survive. but it's getting harder and harder. I have two new people to care for who were just given to us, there was no notice from the unmasked men, they just walked up and dropped these kis off. I can't complain to them or I will get myself killed .It's unfortunate that their families were chosen, but I didn't have time to mourn mine, so why should they get time to mourn theirs. I still don't understand how this patriarchy works. They refuse to teach us anything other than reading and writing so we can understand the writings of "The One". I will be condemned for even thinking this but, I wish I could put an end to "The One". Maybe one day we can leave this dreaded place. This fucking cult. I want to be free. It's a silly thought but valid nonetheless."

I laid down, my bed was old and most of the feathers inside of it have become loose and found their way onto the floor. Yet it still engulfed my body, like I was being given a hug by a weak cloud. My mind raced with thoughts of escape. One day I will take my mother and we will escape this hell. We will see the world together, nothing will ever hold us down again. I just have to figure out how to escape without getting ourselves killed. I smile to myself then I drift into a light sleep.