Childlabor Stories

Nancee has been a slave all her life. She is a member of the dirtpeople, who are under the command of the Towerpeople and their cruelty. It has been this way for generations. But there is more to Nancee's world than what is on the surface, and she and her family will do anything they can to shield future generations from a life of slavery and grief.

In the war-ravaged streets of Myanmar, 8-year-old Arkar is forced to become a parent and protector to his 2-year-old sister Myi. Orphaned and alone, he becomes a domestic helper and a restaurant cleaner-enduring abuse, hunger, and humiliation, all for one reason: Myi. As bombs fall in the distance and the world turns its back, Arkar gives up everything-his dreams, childhood, and body-to keep Myi fed, educated, and safe. But trauma doesn't fade just because you survive. Years later, Myi grows into a brilliant young woman with a future Arkar never imagined. But the past has claws-and when Arkar's buried pain resurfaces, both siblings must fight not just for survival, but for healing. A story of brutal truths, unshakable love, and the invisible scars child labor leaves behind. They called him a servant. But to Myi, he was everything. -:DISCLAIMER:- This is a work of fiction, inspired by the harsh realities faced by many children around the world who are trapped in cycles of poverty, abuse, and child labor. While the characters, settings, and plot are imaginary, they reflect the lived experiences of countless real children who suffer in silence. This story contains graphic depictions of child labor, physical and emotional abuse, sexual abuse (non-explicit but emotionally impactful), trauma, illness, and death. It is intended to raise awareness, evoke empathy, and spotlight the hidden injustices that often go unseen and unheard. Due to the intense and disturbing nature of the content, this story may not be suitable for highly sensitive readers or younger audiences. Reader discretion is strongly advised. If you or someone you know has experienced trauma or abuse, please seek help from a licensed mental health professional or a support organization in your country. You are not alone. This story is not written to glorify pain-it is written to honor survival.

Her name means Innocent. Yet, her innocence is confined behind a glass window from which she peeks everyday. She has nothing and she doesn't even know the meaning of dreams still she unknowingly has dreams of open eyes. Masoom's Maasoomiyat means her 'Innocence' has a price. A big price! Will she be able to pay that price? Or will the price be too expensive for her? Will she lose her everything trying to pay the price? It's a big question. Wanna know then read and warning it contains harsh element.

As stated before, this is a shared story. -Eh, just read it, but I'll tell you about it anyway :p - About the futuristic downfall of a decentralized multimonarch ruled empire of 'Mercia.

A story of a brother and sister who work in a factory all day long, but one day get an offer to travel to another country. They take it and run away from home. This gives them hope, that one day, they will also live a happy life. *This is a made up story based off of my knowledge and some google searches, a life of a person in Nigeria could look completely different.*

The little girl with dragon wings who works at the dress shop is silent, obedient, and most of all, loyal. She always does all the work asked of her without complaint or question. Nobody sees what's truly inside. Not even her. But one day, she meets a being who does.

Just the memories if a girl constantly trying to be a better person.

Ethel is an eleven-year-old living in 18th century England where she works in the factories her life has always been hard but her family is tough and resilient, there is never any spare money but they manage; when things start to happen to Ethel, things that cant be described by logic, she begins to wonder if she is even sane. Then she realises she is most definitely not at all sane when an owl decides to bring her a letter from a place called Hogwarts... (This is a story using the Harry Potter world but it takes place in the 18th century)

a story of a mine worker running away to find the meaning of existence, class and friendship.

This orphanage is not a sanctuary, it's not a refuge, it's not a home. It's a horrific place where the children are kept trapped and longing. Devon and Willow are two of many children, who are being devoured in the orphanage's jaws. And yet despite all the horror, they dare to hope.

"What are you called?" "My name is Alexander." "No.. What are you called." "...Puppy." -- Alexander Steward was 17 when the life he knew came to a complete stop. After defending a strange boy sitting inside the town toy shop, Alex found himself with a new name and a role to play in the shop keeper's carefully crafted family. As he fights the forced change, he meets the four other children of the house and learns there's more to a person than what meets the eye. Everyday is a struggle as Alex fights to keep his spirits up and hopes to escape this hellish doll house with the rest of the children. The question is, will he manage to lead them to safety or will he crack under the firm hand of the household. (Wip)

A true story based on tsunami.Babu a six year old boy lost his family exclude his mother and a 3 year old sister.They didn't have any money.So,Babu laboured for survival.A six year child trying to survive his family.A heart touching book.In one sentence "its a Must read " The full novel ends in 31st august till then it was serialized .

Bricks is a heartbreaking story of the truth behind a young Indian child. This story outlines the difficulties she has to go through with life.

This is not a book but its a liitle story filled with actual research I wrote this last year and thought i should share it please tell me what you think of it.

This is a historical fiction story that I wrote in 7th grade I hope you enjoy it :)

This poem is about the horrible crime, i.e. Child Labour. In the world, there are some people who don't understand how child labour could affect the bright future of a child. I tried to tackle this social issue and tell those who are with their ears shut that it's not late Please Wake Up and educate children. Everyone has a right to education and it's not good snatching that right and handing then with tools in the age they should go to school.