Chapter sixteen

Sophia gasped, sitting up from the bed. It had been a dream, but a terrifying one at that. Sophia was sweating profusely and was quivering with fear.

"I must have fallen asleep when I laid on the bed earlier." She muttered to herself.

Lots of thoughts raced through Sophia's mind. Why am I still being hunted by the farm? Am I cursed? Would I ever be free from the trauma of living on the farm?

All these thoughts raced through her mind, and Sophia soon began to sob. "Why can't I just have an easy life?" She asked herself, her voice laced with a mixture of frustration, and emotion.

"If only I could burn down that farm with all those who hurt me, I bet I'll be free." She thought, however, she sighed, falling back to the bed. "It's hopeless... I'm too weak to stand up to them, I doubt I'll be able to have my revenge now."