Chapter 46: My Identity

Freda’s POV

I needed a fresh start...

That was my conclusion after my nightmares got a lot worse and the feeling of death just kept hovering. There was nothing that stopped the feeling, it was like I was suffocating. My words became less and less and the only reply I could give to any reaction was a nod. I needed an outlet to let things out of the bags.

Sleep wandered far from me, as the whispering that used to visit my dreams started creeping into my reality. I needed to sort things out with my kind but I didn't know how to. I had no experience with that sort of thing, never have. Things changed for me when I arrived here, making me question myself If I was really cursed or deformed.

Maybe I was suffering from post-traumatic stress. It was the only thing I could tie my experience to. Too many things out of the ordinary were already taking place and it was only a matter of time before things explained in my face. The view from my window was the nicest gift I felt running to. I found