Chapter 2

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It was night, apparently,  as the room was always pitch black. They were shouting at us to go to sleep, the bed was a metal table like thing, except it was stuck to the wall. As I settled down, I saw the bed was wet, there was a leak on the wall, as I slept, it dripped on my back, I was already freezing, now I was colder. 

Morning was here, I had a really bad sleep, the bed wasn't comfortable at all, I had pains on my back all night, the dripping was so annoying and cold. The men shouted us up, everyone was getting food but they walked straight past me, I was staving.

A couple of hours later, they took me out of my cell, I thought I was going to get beaten again,  but no, they took me into a different cell, I was given food, you have no idea how happy I was for food, it wasn't rice this time, it was bread,  just bread, and water. I ate it slowly, taking in the food. I was then taken back to my original cell, there was no leak now,  they fixed it. 

I started to feel homesick,  I really wanted to be back with the boys at least, everyday I felt myself getting thinner,  I was scared soon I would end up being too thin, and I might die.

I was taken out my cell again,  this time I had to do jobs, like cleaning,  if I didn't I would be punished, I would either get caned or beaten. I didn't like either, so I worked. Every time I did a job, I got food.  I thought of my family, all of my friends who would be missing me, I wanted to get away so badly, but I knew I couldn't,  every night felt like a year.

I realised it, if I'm being staved, made to do jobs,  punished, it must mean...   I'm a slave.

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