Chapter Two
~Sofia~
I am a spoiled brat. I don't deserve this life. I sit down on my pink fluffy bed and look around at my room. I had always felt uncomfortable with the luxury of my life. My family is rich, my parents obsess over me, and I'm one of the most popular girls in my private school. My mother calls me down for dinner. I run down the steps of my mansion and sit down at the table. My mother serves me escargot and kalimari. For dessert I have Swiss milk chocolate with honey and almond nougat. After I finish my rich meal, I run back up the marble stairway and sit by my window. I like people-watching, so I gaze down at the people on the sidewalk. A young couple, a mother strapping a little boy into a car, and an elderly woman staring up-up at me, I realize. I gasp and take a closer look. Yes, she is staring right at me! I kind of feel like I've met her before, but...no, I decide I haven't. Yet she seems so familiar. I suddenly get this odd feeling, like she's trying to make me do something I don't want to do. I step away from the window and lie on my bed. I don't really understand what just happened. I don't want to.
I don't need a signature to get my point across...
But I have one.
...yup.