Animal Farm Monologue

I passed through the woods, the branches scratching me, the rocks on the floor cutting my trotters as I ran across the land, the wind was breezing pass me. The words “must run away, must run away” chanting in my head repeatedly, most likely not stopping until I'm far away from those dogs, Napoleon, and the farm.
The farm!
Automatically, my trotters stop running and all I hear now is my breath, my chest is rapidly moving, as uncontrollable as the oceans currents. The farm! The farm! How could I leave the farm? All of my people, well not my people anymore, but that doesn't matter. How could I just leave them to under Napoleon's reign? What kind of friend am I, I have failed them all. I lay on my belly, feeling useless, thinking of what I could
Everything in my vision starts to blur, the drowsiness was finally catching up to me. I lay there, slowly losing consciousness as all these thoughts keep clouding my head. I don't know what to do, but it feels like i'm drowning, maybe drowning is better than all that is happening. Before everything fades, i see a shape, a person maybe… but then everything turns black.
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I wake up startled by a dream, a dream that i just had. The dream was a frightening one, it even beat the time i accidently bit Mr. Jones and was awaiting getting whipped. In the dream, i was being chased out of animal farm by some dogs, Napoleon taking control, and everyone actually following Napoleon’s lead. It was strange, almost felt real. I hear noises as i'm thinking of what occurred in the dream, i jump up and get ready to say hello to my comrades, but then i finally take in my surroundings and realize, i'm not at the farm and i'm definitely not in my room. Something was wrong. I finally use my voice, but it does not sound like mine. “Hello, who is there?” i ask in a raspy voice, one that definitely does not sound like
“Who are you?” i questioned. I was incredibly angry, i could not figure out where i was. How was i supposed to know what i was up against if i did not know where i was, or who i was with?
“I am the owner of this place… this farm,” he replied, curtly.
“Where am i?” i asked suspiciously.
I had no ounce of trust for these people, they did no such thing to earn any trust from me. “Welcome to Utopia Farm, where everyone is accepted,” he says, very proudly.
“You have a new beginning here, we have been waiting for you. You have great ideas, amazing leadership skills. You are one of the best, you are needed here,” he continued. “I do not belong here, i do not even know who you people are!” i yelled. “Join us, and i will show you. You will fit right in, everyone will love you here and you will fit in properly with everyone, take a chance” he said.
I have nowhere to go and he has a point. Maybe i will fit in here, maybe i do belong, but i will never know unless i take a chance. And so i did, i took a