Running; running as fast as her legs would take her. Her lungs ached with the need for air but she couldn't stop. If she did she'd be killed. The community was after her for being a witch. A witch who had caused horrible things to happen.
The crowd was getting closer and closer. She could feel the burn of their torches on her back when a loud beep rang out. Quickly sitting up in a fright Zoey sat up in bed checking her surroundings. When she realized she was in her bed safely she laid back down and counted her blessings. Just as she was about to fall back into a light slumber another loud beep rang out. Reminding her that there was school for her. "School on your birthday sucks" Zoey said to herself as she turned off the alarm clock.
Zoey peaked out her door checking to see if her mother's door was still closed. Thankfully it was, but not for long. Zoeys mother was a sweetheart when others where around but when they were getting along but, it was another story. She was very abusive and hateful.
