We’re running through the woods, red lights flashing, dogs barking, people yelling, and sirens blaring all around us. We spotted an old cottage with the lights on. I peeked through the window and it looked like really warm and loved. This was the perfect place.

I put down the basket I was carrying. It only had three things. A letter, a set of Russian nesting dolls, and my baby girl. I left the basket at their doorstep and kissed Emma goodbye.

I ran away as far away as I could and I got captured. At least I know my little girl will have someone to take care of her while I’m gone.