• I am a 14 year old boy, my name is Aden. I come from the town of Kerjap in Canada. It’s a very small town with only 500 people. I have no family but I do have a master, he is a very mean white old man named Joe, who never lets me take a break. He has me doing everything from cleaning and cooking to fixing stuff. That’s why I hate white people most of them only care about themselves, they never think of how native people felt when they just took our land and left us with nothing. Joe reminds me or that.
    The only reason I’m with him right now is because I had to sell myself. After my mom and dad died, I had one relative left, she was my great, great grandma, she was very nice to me but we had no money or food so she died of starvation. Then I had no one left to comfort me and nothing to save me with, so I simply sold myself. I wasn’t cheap either, these days lots of people want a young and strong slave. I was just lucky I got Joe instead of some creep.
    Right now all I’m doing is making food for Joe’s family. He has a wife (who only married him for his money.) and two kids. One is a boy named Steve, and the other is a girl named Sara. I think Sara likes me, it makes sense because we’re both 14 and we both have to cook for the family. Joe doesn’t like her, and anybody he doesn’t like automatically is in hell.
    But what I don’t get is why dose Joe not like her. She is really pretty and nice and smart. I think she is even better than her mom. Maybe that’s why, I mean if your daughter were better than your wife wouldn’t that make you a little mad. Ok well I wouldn’t either but you k now Joe is crazy.
    ` `There finally done do you think dad will like this?” Sara asked pulling me from my dream land.
    ``I’m sure he will love it!” I say trying to reassure her. ``but just so he won’t get mad at you I’d better bring it to him``
    She smiles softly at me, so softly it’s really beautiful. ``yeah you’d better. Thanks Aden.”
    Everything about Sara is beautiful. That’s why I want to protect her from her dad so much; I don’t want to see her getting hurt. She has a nice spirit; I can see it in her. But her dad doesn’t, either that or he does and he is just jealous.
    I get up and take the dishes of food away from her waiting what will happen to me once i get to the dining room, even though I already know I still feel a little bit scared. Joe is the scariest and meanest person alive. Even though I don’t like to admit I am scared of him, once he broke my arm without using any force. If he can do that to me, I don’t want to know what he can do to Sara. What he would do to his own daughter.


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