Bought my new cottage today. Getting a new job in pharmaceuticals is like suddenly opening my luck. I bought this cottage with five months' salary. It's a huge cottage. Compared to that, I bought it cheap. For 70,000 euros such a huge cottage can only be found by fortune. I bought the cottage at an auction from the Polish government. It used to be a church. I spent the whole day looking around the cottage. Many old cottages have these cellars, but my cottage cellar is quite different. Five houses in a row are all surrounded by metal fences. It's like a prison. Upstairs is a huge library full of old books. While browsing some books, suddenly an old Bible caught my attention. It seemed to pull the Bible and put my hand on it. As I turned the page, one thing caught my eye. Each page of the Bible is printed on one side and written in Polish by little girls in charcoal on the other. I have no interest in religious work so I left the Bible and started reading the writings upside down. Above the text was the title The Witch.A simple translation of the first page would be,

"I am a wretch. Name is Elles Wantagean. They arrested me for the crime of practicing Dakini Vidya. My father owned an old inn. Mother died long ago. Last week my father also died. After the death of my father, I became the owner of the inn. So I forgot the grief of his death and concentrated on work. Everything was going normal. But the disaster happened two days ago. A guest of my inn died. I think the man died of an overdose. But they spread rumors that I am a witch. I killed my father and that guest by using witchcrafts. Then I was taken captive from the church on the orders of the priest. My inn was seized as a church property. I don't know anything about witchcraft . Still they whipped me. How many times I told them I'm not a witch, I'm Alice, you know me, I come to church every Sunday to pray. Still they didn't listen to me. One time I lost consciousness. Then I woke up and saw that I was lying here. I don't know how much more punishment I have to endure. Yet I won't accept the sorcerer's slander no matter what I've wagered. The Bible was lying in a corner of my closet. Taking a piece of coal from under the torch, I swear in the name of God and write in the Holy Bible that I am not a witch."After reading the first page, tears came to my eyes for the girl without realizing it. I knew that in the Middle Ages, girls were burned to death with witchcraft accusations. But I never thought that I would meet such a victim like this. I realized that my cat was the church that day and that he was imprisoned in one of the five underground cells. Turning the next page, I found Elles's writing again, "I have been here for two days and they have not let me drink a drop of water. Once I needed to answer my natural call. I called them many times ,but no one took me out. Finally, I was forced to finish the work in a corner of the room. O God, what crime are you punishing me for! I fainted a while ago. I dreamed that my mother brought me bread and meat. Then I woke up and saw a mouse running over my feet. I grabbed it and dug my teeth into his throat. After fasting for two days, the blood of this mouse felt like nectar in my throat. After eating the rat a guard saw me and shouted that I have proved that I am a witch by eating the rat. Some other guards came and joined him. I told them many times that I was hungry and ate it but they didn't believe me. One of them put his hand in the gap and slapped me on the cheek. When I fell to the ground, he came in and took the rest of the mouse to the priest as proof of my witchcraft practice. What happened today proved that I am a witch. But God knows that I am not a witch, I am his devoted servant."

After reading the second page, I burst into tears. I could not contain myself describing such inhuman abuse of a girl to another girl. I called my mother crying and she was shocked to see my swollen eyes and nose.