Chapter 2
The Beginning
I don't know the date but I think it's day 3?
I am starting to remember now. I was once the daughter of a farmer. My Da was a wonderful man he could make anything grow! Well almost anything and that one thing was to be his down fall.
Let me start back at the beginning. My father was a farmer and my Mother died when I was very young. I could not remember her even before I came to this place. Well anyway my father did what any lonely man with a youngling to raise would do. He remarried. She was an okay woman or at lest she was until she became with child.
She would crave repunzle. My father tried to hard to make it grow but as it was a magical plant he failed every time. There was a witch who lived nearby and my father finally succumbed to his wife's pleas and begged the witch for some of her repunzle or at lest the spell to make it grow. Only the witch refused. If she was unable to bare children why should she go out of her way to satisfy a pregnant woman's carvings? So my father did something he never thought he could do.
He snuck into the witches' garden and stole some repunzle. He thought that his wife would finally be satisfied. Only she wanted more and more. My father stole form the witch so many times that he began to think himself uncatchable. So of coarse the witch caught him.
She locked him up in her cellar and told his wife that if she ever wanted to see her husband again she would give her unborn child to the witch to raise. At first my father's wife was appalled but if she could have a steady supply of repunzle and her husband she would gladly agree. She could always have another child. (Not that she had wanted one in the first place)
So my father was returned and when he herd of her agreement he left. He just up and walked out of the hut never to return. I wish so that he had taken me too. I was just a little lass, only six.
His wife made me into her slave. I tried so hard to keep the farm going but as I said I was only six. So the plants died and the livestock starved and then came the horrible day the babe was born. Both the babe and it's mother died. The midwife took there bodies and promised to come back for me.
Only the witch came before the midwife came back. The witch was ferrous that her prize was gone. So she took me and put me here. Where ever here is. I just woke up not to long ago. I don't know how long it's been but I know I will die soon. I just hope that someone finds this place reads my writing.
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