Suffering

Chapter: 1

I woke from my light slumber of a sleep to be find my self in the same hell hole, to my disappointment, where I had fallen asleep an hour before. 

Sleep was one of my many difficulties my dreams, more commonly known as nightmares where filled with visions of my family at work as slaves being whipped and beaten into ploughing the fields like horses. They had to do all the labour for a 25 acre farm and only slept for 2 hours a day, they had no contact to me and my brother and we would spend our days pulling on the wire  fence in desperate hope to save them.

This what happened every day until my brother (Max) died, we where both starved in need of good food my brother the worst of all, he started not having enough energy to get of the ground and stand by the fence. I was determined to carry him there every morning and back to our ditch every night. 

One morning he wouldn't wake I could hear his faint breath and then the beastly Miss. Guided came noticing the lack of onlookers at her brothers farm and beat him until he was no more, I screamed at her whilst kicking and punching her but she wouldn't stop in the end I had angered her so much she. Called for her brother and I was chucked, quite literally, right out the hole, they had been nice to us sometimes they had feed us the scrapes even the dog wouldn't eat. But now I didn't even have a hole to go die in. 

I did still have hope so the next day I woke up dusted myself of for no apparent reason and went to the fence to stand and, as usual my parents emerged from the cow shed, they looked in my direction for a whole two seconds then quickly looked away and started to put the harness round their waists. I could tell from there expressions that they had noticed the missing body standing by the fence.

That day (Friday) went the same as any normal day from then on. When the day was over I walked solitary towards my hole where I fell into a restless sleep that barely lasted long because visions of Max's murder kept entering my mind. My ditch felt colder than normal without h8m and all I wished for was a change in my small irrelevant life.