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Chapter 7

Sophie sat grumpily on her bed. Iggy rolled around on the covers. Sophie watched him her eyes softening. He was a poor innocent little creature stuck in a world of worthless elves. She reached over and picked him up. And pet him gently. For once he didn’t burp or fart. Sophie heard someone walking up the stairs. She groaned. Another brat coming to bother her. She just wanted to shut out the world. The door creaked open. In stepped Mr. Forkle. Sophie’s eyes narrowed. Of all elves, this was the one (other than Fitz) that she did not want to see. It was all his fault that all of this harsh stuff had happened to her. “Hello Ms. Foster,” said Mr.Forkle. “What do you want?” growled Sophie, her eyes turning to slits. “Well, your family said-” began Mr. Forkle. “What family?!” exclaimed Sophie. Mr. Forkle flinched and took a step back. Sophie didn’t care, “I don’t have a real family! If it weren’t for the stupid black swan, I’d have one but nope! You just go around ruining someone’s life! I could be a normal elf living happily if it weren’t for you!” by now Sophie was shouting. “If it weren’t for us, you wouldn’t be this powerful-” said Mr. Forkle. “Power!” yelled Sophie, “Do you think power is all I care about! I want a family! I want someone to love me!” Sophie was in tears. Mr. Forkle began to respond but Sophie didn’t wait to find out what he was going to say. Sophie jumped off her bed fuming. She shoved her way past Mr. Forkle and raced through the doorway. She pounded down the stairs and found herself in a room full of people. “Sophie,” said Edaline softly. Suddenly, Mr. Forkle tackled Sophie from behind. Sophie snarled and kneed him in the stomach. He gasped for breath and tumbled away. She tried to inflict, but something stopped her. She didn’t know what, but she didn’t inflict. Both Alden and Grady tried to grab Sophie but she dodged them and raced out. Almost the whole room chased after her. Sophie channeled strength into her legs. Soon she was way ahead of everyone else. Still, she raced on with all that she had. She was being screamed at from behind, but she ignored them. Soon, she couldn’t hear the shouts. Sophie collapsed in a pretty meadow and curled up. No one knew where she was and she was all alone. Nothing could stop her now. But her heart told a different story. It hurt and old her to go back. It told her that something was wrong. But her head wouldn’t listen. Night fell and Sophie grew more tired by the minute. Soon, her eyes closed and her small snores were swept away by the gentle wind.

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When Sophie awoke, although her heart was heavy, she stood up and started to walk. No body loved her. She was all alone. As those words kept repeating in her head, her heart grew heavier. Suddenly, she collapsed in tears. All she wanted was a little love! Was that too much to ask for? But as no one came, Sophie became more and more convinced that no one cared. So there she sat, feeling completely alone and empty as a tear slid down her cheek. Chapter 8-Grady

Grady watched Sophie disappear around the turn. Had he just lost another daughter? He thought of all the great times he had spent with Sophie. And now she was gone. He turned the corner that Sophie had, but it was empty. He willed himself not to cry. When he walked back to the rest of the group he saw Edaline weeping her heart out. His daughter was gone, his wife heartbroken. A tear found its way to his face and it slipped down. Alden came up and gave him a small squeeze on the shoulder and said, “Don’t worry, we’ll find her!” Grady managed a small smile and slowly walked over to Edaline. She fell into his arms and soaked his tunic with tears. He wrapped his arm around her and Mr. Forkle told everyone to get back to the house. Sandor said that he could track Sophie by the trackers in her clothes but Mr. Forkle said they needed to have a meeting first.

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“Okay,” said Mr. Forkle when everyone had been seated, “I should have probably told you this before, but for some reason I didn’t.” he sighed “Told us what?” asked Juline Dizznee. “That Sophie’s mind is on the verge of breaking!” blurted Mr. Forkle. A gasp went up from the room. Grady felt sick. “How do you know?” asked Biana. “Well,” Mr. Forkle, “I’ve been in her mind and I can tell by the way that she’s been acting.” “What was her mind like?” asked Fitz and Grady saw Keefe shooting him a glare which looked like ‘this is all your fault!’ Grady wondered what that was about. He remembered Fitz and Sophie shouting at each other but he couldn’t hear what they were saying. It had never occurred to him that Fitz might have made Sophie almost break. “It was like teetering on the edge of a cliff, if you can understand that.” Fitz nodded his head vigorously. “Well, now that you know that,” said Mr.Forkle, “I’m guessing the only way to make her feel better is to give her lots of love. That’s what hurting her the most.” Out of the corner of his eye, Grady saw Keefe and Fitz cringe. Something was surely going on that they weren’t telling anyone about. Sandor cleared his throat, “Does that mean that I can start tracking her?” “Yes,” Mr. Forkle, “but only five people should go.” Everyone in the room volunteered. “I think it should be myself, Grady, and Edaline,” said Mr. Forkle and after scanning the room he added, “and Sandor and Flori.” The five were wished good luck and they started off just as dawn began. •					*					*	As the five walked along silently to where Sandor said that Sophie was, the sound of sobbing grew near. And as Grady stepped through a bush, there was Sophie.