Emerald Slave

The Chance

 I had grown accustomed to the sounds of drilling and the smell of oil. I've been down in this hell hole since I was little, I don't even remember my own age at this point. Mining emeralds is the only thing I know how to do beside eat sleep and walk. I do remember one thing, it's a hand that was as soft as the fur of the rats in this cave (which is surprisingly soft.) I'm guessing it was the hand of my mother that I was taken from many years ago, but how would I know?

Down here i'm known as runt because I'm just skin and bones. I don't know if it's good that I can see my rib cage or not? Sometimes I dream of what the outside looks like, what the smell of the fresh air air smells like. I rarely get visitors and when I do they tell me I'm special and a danger to people and that I have to clean up what my ancestors did thousands of years ago. There are other people that are down here in different caves I hear people talk about them I only hear it because I can hear very well. That's because there nothing but blackness and when you can't see your other senses pick up. I sometimes can smell what they eat I sometimes think about fo-

"Hey runt stop talking to ya self ya crazy kid." When they talk to me I get angry..

"Hey did you hear me or do i need to motivate you with a shock?"

"N-no sir.." I speak to them with little words or they will shock me. I need to be careful on what I say to them, they think every word coming out of us peasants (whatever that is) is an insult.

"Hey runt my boots need cleaning come clean them."

"O-ok sir" I run of the stairs made of stone as quickly as possible. It's best not to anger them. I start scrubbing when I hear him say 'pathetic' as he kicks me i look over seeing that I'm about to fall 10 feet. I grab something or at least try to but what i grab on to was something else. His pants. I pull them straight off of him. He glanced at me with eye of Satan himself he starts running down the stair to beat me I bet he gettin closer I try to get up but I'm too weak from the the fall. He starts kicking me it hurts but I don't cry. I must not cry. If I ever want to see the surface. Soon I know I'm going to cry from pain because he's pulling out his knife he starts cutting my hair my face my gut and my legs. I burst out crying this pain was like no other, after that he left I lay here on this cold hard ground with nothing but dirt and stagnant water.

Then I saw how he never grabs his black pants, and I know that every keeper keeps the keys to these cuffs in there. Matter of fact every key to every locked door is in there and so I know what i must do. I stood up still wobbling the pain on my entire body was terrible, but I need to get the keys. So I ran to the pants, I searched for the keys and when I felt the cold hard metal against my skin there was still hope for my dream of the surface.

Without thinking about the pain I run for the surface, but I find someone standing guard. "Hey you get back to the mine. Don't make me kill you boy.." "No!" I yell with anger.

He looks at me with a glare.

"I warned you he ran at me with a knife i stick out my hands and he trips i was confused at first but as I run past him. I see an emerald and think I've never known that was there, but I was thankful that he was clumsy as I continued running. I thought about the surface and how nice it would be. I thought about it and forgot to grab his knife. I knew that would be an issue, I saw that more guards were coming, I had no choice but to fight. I knew the other guard could not be that far behind me so I ran so fast I bulldozed two of them. The other one though was a different story. He kept running and soon turned around to chase me, he looked older and faster than me. but this.... was my chance.