Sometimes I think that I'm crazy, and sometimes I know I'm crazy, but what is the differences, well there isn't one. I was in a beautiful green field filled with pink, blue, purple and yellow flowers, they were very tall that it almost covered my face. Petals of the flowers whispered throughout the ocean blue skies, as one flew into my golden hair, I simply closed my eyes, and everything became silent.
Not one word can describe how wonderful the feeling was of being out in that field, which I had seen a beautiful white horse galloping away into the sunset, like in a dream. I'd dreamed my whole life trying to find my prince charming that lived in a ginormous castle, with maids and servants', and remarkable food and wine.
As a 19-year-old woman, I live all alone, I work 12-hour days, 6 days a week and I only bring home 3 shilling a night at the tavern, I've been alone since I was 14 years old. I have worked very hard to get everything I have now, I've got my hands muddy, my body bruised and cut, and I've also went days without sleep. As a 14-year-old girl you are not supposed to lose your mother and father. My father had walked out on my mother when I was young, for what reason I do not know. When I was 12 my mother became sick from and unknown sickness, the physician tried everything he could to save her, but in the end, she died a slow and painful death.
As I lie in the flower field tears ran down my face, and my hope was replaced with fear. When the fear entered inside, suddenly the skies became gray, and then a raindrop splashed onto my left cheek of my white paled face. Soon the rain filled the sky, thunder and lightning cracked loudly all throughout the clouds. My white laced dress had been drenched in water in 30 seconds out in the pouring rain, my clear silver slippers had wet mud on them, while the mud traced up my ankles as the rain became heavier
There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to catch a cold and small fever. Although there was so much more on my mind then a cold. I think way too much to have a silly cold, I only get 3 hours a night of sleep, and I still get up in time to work another 12-hour day, well my mother always told me that if I work very hard, a better life I will provide for myself, and she was right. I've never missed a day of work since the night she had passed.
Jogging through the rain, I slipped and tore my laced dress, getting myself a lot more a mess then before. I was passing Bickle Berry Forest, it was a peaceful and beautiful landscape. The forest smelt like fresh oak, birds flying from every tree, you could even see the woodpeckers gnawing on the tree barks, and the leaves changing color every season. The trees grew so tall, that it reached to the clouds. The flowers and berries were so perfectly fresh that villagers would travel for days just to eat the special Bickle Berry, which only grew in this forest. This fruit was the answer to everything, you can only devour 1 berry and could make 1 wish, if you eat anymore you would die, a slow and everlasting intensive death. Your nails will begin to disintegrate, teeth would rot and fall out, your bones would become so fragile that any movement would break your bones, the parts of your hair would fall out and turn gray, with wrinkled skin, calling it Elderly Syndrome.
As I was coming to an end with the forest, a couple of strange men headed my way. Weirdly I was not afraid, my mother raised me as a tough girl, so I showed no sign of fear. There were two men, one so tall it made me look like a dwarf and the other one so small he could of be a dwarf, the smallest man seemed to be the leader with his attitude filled with pure greed and lust for control. and the tall men just seemed too stupid to know what the difference was between right and wrong. I quickly ran behind a tree trying not to make a sound trying to listen in on their conversation, but I was too far away to make out any of the words they were saying. One part of me wanted to come out from hiding and ask what they are doing and the other part of me wanted to run away and tell someone. But I did neither of those and just kept my mouth shut waiting for them to pass through.
As I check to make sure the coast is clear, I stepped on a twig and made the loudest crack I ever heard before. Right before I can even close my eyes to blink the little dwarf man and the giant was behind me and then the world had become dark..