Hope is a star

My story...

Authors note: Hi , this is my very first novel that I actually had the guts to upload it is not professional but I really enjoy writing so I thought why not do this , books take us places we have never been before and I love going to places were I have never been before! anyway you get my point please enjoy this chapter! :)

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Year 1788 December the 2nd ,

There it happens again , fate you have murdered yet another chance of endurance I had , endurance to survive in this cruel heartless world , to find the light guiding me to in its direction only to have my hopes and dreams shattered once more , and reverse every single thing I believed in against me , am I really that stupid? ha, to believe this world actually will ever accept me, accept us , I was born to be nothing more than a slave how? just how in the world did I end up here ?

Allot of questions roam freely in my mind , I wish I can simply ask , but even if I do muster enough courage to do so , who in hell would even listen , who would consider a lowlife such as I? , who would even want to grant me the honor of understanding the circumstances I'm in ? I barely have the privilege to live , let alone being considered of , but there is one thing I know for sure , and that is no matter how hard I try to imagine a life of happiness and freedom , a life of satisfaction and relaxation, it will never come to me , the only reason I'm alive is to serve rich pigs and, people with power that I will never ever gain , not even in my wildest dreams , I lost everything that I had and will ever have , my mom my dad my siblings , my friends my home , in other words the reason I have lived this far in a cruel life such as mine was thanks to them, now that I no longer have them , I will never feel the warmth of being happy, it no longer concerns me anyway soon enough my life shall end .... either being mistreated by some master or death because of the plaque that will not rest until we are all dead, and the fact that we are barely fed , does not exactly aid the chances of our survival against it.....

And it's that time again were all of us slaves get taken to a place to be sold to some fat man with a robe of silk , or to a rich kid with a silver spoon shoved up to his head!.... I just hate it those people who stole my everything , the people who seem to see us as worth nothing! This ship I'm in it makes me nauseous and sick to the ground , all the poor slaves of young and old age , including myself....

the smell here reeks of sweat vomit and broken creaking wood , a window allowing a few gusts of wind through, and some rays blazing down on my ill , sick face , I haven't been fed for almost a week now! god knows when well see land again!

(End of chapter 1)

Authors note: thank you for reading and sorry for the mistakes you may find ,let me know if you want me to continue , I do not have a plan for when my next chapter will be , but I promise to try and have them posted in a pattern , thank you once again and please review <3