prologue

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I woke up from the same nightmare again, the same nightmare that I have each and every night. At first I always woke up crying. Not anymore, I've gotten used to it.

Its not just crying that has stopped, I don't really feel anything anymore. I have been living on this farm for 13 years now.

With mister Nicolas, he's the one who took me in. He's the one who made sure that I had food, shelter and clothing.

Ever since I was a little girl I've been working on the farm here, I mean that's the least I could do for him. Tomorrow is my 16th birthday even though most people would find it exciting for me it's just getting older. Every day is the same: I wake from my nightmare, eat, work, eat, work, eat and sleep.

But only if I knew what would be waiting for me the next day.

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