We Who Run The Night

Chapter One: Anna

I sit on my balcony that goes straight off my room and stare at the New York night sky as my maid hands me a plate of cookies. You probably think I'd be thinking "I love my life" but you would be wrong. I mean don't get me wrong I'm happy that my family isn't living in poverty but I am not really ok with being waited on hand and foot. I want to do things for myself. I'm the only one who feels this way, all the rest of my family (my older brother John and my parents) are perfectly good with not having to do anything for themselves.

I feel like I don't really belong in my family, I don't look like any of them 'cause they all have dark brown hair and I have fiery red hair. I was trying to tell my parents this but when I tried they blocked me with a surprise trip to The Hamptons.
So I had to go on the trip and didn't get a chance to tell my parents but the trip wasn't a total bust, it was actually kinda fun. We got to our beach house and there was a new servant there. He was about 14 or 15 and he spoke with an accent, maybe Spanish. He was pretty nice I guess but we didn't talk much and I don't even know his name. Back to the trip, we got to swim, surf and, do other fun stuff like that.
Once we got back home I didn't tell my parents 'cause I didn't want to sound ungrateful, so here I am three weeks later and I still haven't told them. "Fionna!" I call to my maid. "Yes Anna" Fionna says when she comes back to the balcony. " I am ready to go to bed" I say "please tell my parents".
I walk into my room as Fionna goes to tell my parents. I change into my pajamas, brush my teeth and then I get in my bed. My parents and come into my room and tell me good night. I continue pondering the question that has been on my mind all day "Should I run away?"

AUTHORS NOTE*
This is only one of my first books so any mistakes are apologized for. I would appreciate votes and please comment if you want me to continue. Thanks for reading!
~LT

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