The sewer was dark and gross. I was forgetting where to go and what to do, I needed the plan, really bad. Lily has it; at least that means that she won't get lost. The time I had was spent asking questions to myself. Usually that's what lily does, but she also created them too. For instance I have no idea why she would leave without Kayla and I. She is usually so shy in front of other people. I really hope nothing happens to her.
The only reason that Madam had sent me out anyway was because she was in the middle of a traffic jam. A traffic jam is a phrase that the girls and I use when something goes wrong at the plantation. It usually had something to do with the human trafficking part of the plantation; so messed up paperwork, or escape plots.
The guard stopped waking, "Well I think that we're about done here, time to turn back."
"What, no the trail isn't over yet." My heart was racing, I can't stop looking not yet. "Lily, Lily" I started yelling for her but the guard would t have it.
"Shut up, before I do it for you." The guard said.
"Lily, Lily." The guard grabbed me and started to pull me back. At that point I really didn't think anything through, very unusual for me. I started to thrash around and swinging at everything. My hand made contact with something and I heard a crack.
Next thing I knew my hand had blood on it and the guard was on the ground her nose was pooling with blood.
I looked to the end of the sewer passage, the only thing I could think of was my opportunity to find Lily, and a chance at my own freedom.
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Traffic Jam
Fiction HistoriquePiper and her two sisters Kayla and Lily are a part of a human trafficking project they haven't seen the outside world in six years. The only thing that keeps them going is each other. Every night they work together to try and find a way out. One ni...
