doug-50321961 @doug-50321961
I was born in 1885 into a family of modest means. My parents were both hardworking and instilled in me the importance of education and virtue from a young age. I attended a local convent school where I learned to read, write, and sew. After completing my studies, I returned home and began taking in sewing work to supplement our income.
At 17 years old, I was courted by a man named Mr. Jenkins who owned the local general store. He was kind and respectful, but I had other plans for myself. Against my parents' wishes, I chose not to marry him, citing that I wanted more from life than just marriage and domestic duties.
It's now 1903, and I'm working as a seamstress in a small shop near the docks. My days are filled with measuring fabric, cutting patterns, and sewing garments by hand or on the newfangled machines. It's hard work but it pays well enough to support my family and allow me some extra spending money for myself.
As I finished speaking, you saw your chance and slipped out of the room unnoticed, closing the door behind you with a soft click.
I stood there in stunned silence for what felt like an eternity before the reality of the situation fully sunk in. You were gone! The realization made my heart skip a beat. No one had ever stolen from me before. No one had ever broken into my home and taken something that was mine.
You crept back into the room
