Midnight Cry

Auction!

"We are going to a slave auction." A lady said tears were sliding down her cheeks. I was starting to get nervous. Were we going to be auctioned with someone else or were we going to an auction? I have no clue. A mischievous tear rolled down my cheek. I was so nervous. I bit my lip trying to hold back a sob, I didn't know what to say. The carriage bumped around I felt like I was being tossed in a chefs hand. I tried to enjoy The ride knowing that I would soon be a slave to who knows what kind of master ? I sat there not knowing what to feel.

We arrived to, what I guessed to be their town square, in about forty-five minutes. Six guards gathered the ten Tylets from that jail out. What shocked me is how many Tylets were there as prisoners. There had to be at least two hundred. I started to cry out of remorse for how many Tylets had to be here. I didn't know if they were bad but still no one should have to go through this. Mail I was not just crying but I was weeping. The soldiers grabbed us out of the carriage. The soldier took me over to a post and it chained me to it I didn't want to give him a dirty look but it almost came out. I know that had I then I would have been beaten for it. Then what I saw made me start crying even harder a little boy not even six was standing there chained to a post he was crying for his mother. I just wanted to comfort him and make the chains let me hold him but I didn't because I couldn't. I was so mad at the restraining chains. Without thinking I yelled out in pain, not physical pain but what I was going through mentally. It could make a person go crazy. Seeing what could happen to that little boy I yelled again I couldn't help myself. A guard came over and asked me what I was yelling about. I couldn't tell him because I was sobbing so hard. I don't know how I could go through the auction knowing that afterward someone would own me. Like a horse or pig or goat. This thought made me cry even harder. I bet I looked so ridiculous sitting there tied to a post sobbing my eyes out but I didn't care.

Two hours had gone by and I was 15th in line which meant about 30 minutes until I was not a free person anymore. I was so nervous. I couldn't breathe I had to take several deep steadying breathes to calm my self. Before she knew it a man grabbed her from the post. Her grabbed her hair and as he pushed he pulled her hair backwards. This contrast hurt so bad she yelped like a puppy bieng kicked.

The man pushed her up on a stage. And she stood there with chains hanging. The auctionier started my bid at 150 pounds. I guess I was considered pretty high cause no one would vote. I was very superconscious of their not wondering how I was supposed be feeling. All of the sudden peoples hands when the air they were flying in the air like these people weren't thinking. My bid had gotten up to 300 pounds I was quite shocked 400-800-1000 pounds! "How much higher could this big go" I thought to myself. All of a sudden I saw a man raise his hand and yell out 1500 pounds I Gaped! This was huge maybe someone bought me for such a high price they wouldn't beat me as much!

"number 812 sold to number 52 and the audience." A loud voice, that I guessed was the announcers said. then I was rushed off the stage and then to awaiting cell.