NOT A SLAVE

CHAPTER THREE:NEW

Sara pov

It's been 5 days since i lost everything except my little sister to those monsters. That day i had been so focused on myself that i forgot all about my sister. She couldn't bring herself to accept what happened there. She was only a child for God's sake how can she understand that our parents were not playing with us and that they actually died. She still thinks this is one of those childish games where out of the blue our parents would show up and tickle her after pretending to faint.

I have managed to finish all my tears to the point of numbness. But it should stop here i can not bring my parents back with tears and it's not like i can escape my fate either. If this is what god thinks is best for us then i have no choice but to accept it and move forward.

So that is what i will do now be strong  for my sister and protect both our lives. Today is the day. The day that all the other people accompanying me had dreaded. The place looks like it's a peaceful market from afar with all the commotion you would think it's one of those common sunday markets.

But the reality is far from peacful and common. When they brought us here they had told us about how we should always stay still and let the buyers do their wishes to our body. The translator added that all of us would be in line and wait for someone to choose us.

It's so tiring to stay still considering i was the last in line along with my sister.we are still pretending that we don't know english. The awful sight in front of me screams for me to run but it's like i had lost complete hope in life. An old man is touching  the lady slaves and checking out the male ones.

"Sara look can we go play there." And my little sister has no idea we're about to be sold.

"No ruth we have to stay put.we can't go there don't attract people." I said with the most serious face i could ever show.

"But why maybe father and mother are hiding there let's go check."

How am i supposed to answer that. My eyes filled with tears when i thought back about how we used to play. Poor ruth must have thought this is a joke. Just when i was about to answer her someone grabbed my arm.

"How many times should i tell you to only look at the ground if james sees you he will whip you infront of this people." It's non other than the translator.

"Sorry i was talking to my sister and i got lost in thought." He still thinks i don't know english so we speak in our own language.

He let go of my arm and moved to scold the girl who was crying. Well i know she's scared of this monsters just like all of us but one thing i know is that we don't get to show them tears. The james guy told us that when they think we are weak they go out of their way to buy us. It makes it easy for them to control us.

The people who come here have differnt purpose. Some need slaves for their household and some for their farms but most of all sometimes there are people who buy slaves for other purpose. What purpose you say well i don't know but all i know is It's something bad. Atleast thats what my friends here told me.

Just when i was about to look down my eyes caught a pair of blue eyes staring right at me from the middle of the crowd. The strange man was somehow handsome with his leather jacket and his black hair combed back neatly. Sure he is a master who came to buy slaves. I can't stop looking at him even when i feel like i should his eyes are demanding for me to look away but i refuse. Yeah right as if i am not a slave who is about to be sold and who knows he might be my new master.

I have been so lost checking the crowd that i failed to notice the old man reaching me.

"James and who is this young lady."

"Sir this is sara and that is her sister who is playing with the mud down there."

Ofcourse she had to go and get in the mud. She never listens to what i say does she. Well it's my fault because i didn't pay attention to her what would happen to me if someone had taken her. With that thought in mind i grab her out of the mud and hold her hand.

"How old is she."

"Wait let me see yeah she just turned 18 soon and her sister is 4. She also wishes for her sister to stay with her."

The old man seemed to think for a bit before extending his hands to palm my breast. His hands throw me into panic mode since no one has touched me before but i knew better than to do anything . A small whimper leaves my lips without knowing and that satisfied the old man i guess.

"Well i will take them both she is such a sensitive little thing."

No please if there is a God which i believe there is i need him now.please don't let this happen to me.

"How much should i pay you for both."

"No" is all we hear from the crowd before the man with blue eyes appear on the stage. Wait where is ruth. I look down and she's there next to me looking at the scene in front of us.

"What do you mean sir you have any compliant to make."

"No i mean i will buy you both with any price you name."

What why would mr blue eyes want to buy me.

"But i came to them first young man."The old man complained to james and mr blue eyes.

"Well james you know me and my father can pay you more so what do you say." And he smirked to himself like when mother always does when she tells us a story and there is an evil person in it.

James seemed to be confused and intimidated by mr blue eyes i mean did i mention he has a thick voice with a dark hint to it.

"That seems to be more like it now put them both in the cart we came in." Mr blue eyes has clearly won because James didn't say anything back. He turned to the translator and told him something. Then the translator approched me as if to say something

"Look here young lady you have been sold to this man along with your sister. But before you leave i have to warn you to behave and try learning english soon enough for your own good. Now grab your sister and let's go you will hear more from your master."

Well i think this is my new fate. I grab ruth and tell her to behave. After we were put into the cart it didn't take long for mr blue eyes and an elder person to join us. Behind them there were more slaves but all of them were males.

In the cart mr blue eyes kept staring at me which made me uncomfortable not to mention that his looks give a promise for something bad maybe worse than that of the old man who tried to buy us. When it got to much i looked at ruth who has fallen asleep in a wierd position. I take a hold of her in my arms aware that mr blue eyes is looking at my every move.

As we get closer to our new destination i can't help but pray that the god who saved me earlier can also keep us safe in this persons house.