Chapter 2

I remember that day like it is yesterday. That dreadful day, if only  l had not attended that party they could still be alive. We could still be together. I might still have my life. At least if l had stayed a little longer l could have saved their lives.

" Stop what you doing and get to your jobs!"

I hear one of the leader shout at us to get to work as he brought in new people just like us. 

Even though slavery is banned for years and is now history in morden era. Less know that it is still in practise. There is a part in Kyoto where it's publicly known but no one can do anything about it. It is a place where there are people who think they can lead the country alone. Where there are people who see money as poison. These people go after the rich enslaving their children. I am the same case.

I can still picture my mother telling me to hide under the table. Slashing sounds of swords sounding in the dark. The screams of the victims still haunt me in my sleep.

" Hey there stop what you doing and get to work!" He shouts at me as he brings out his katana.

Everyone yelps as they move away. It is no shock they have such dangerous tools. After all they are history creeps. Even their settlement portrays ancient Japanese. Ladies here wear kimonos and the men wear ancient robes and trousers. That is the ones l have seen so far.

I feel something sharp cut through my right arm. My arm riths with pain. l immediately reach for the broom. I start sweeping. He  wipes his swords before putting them at his sides.

He goes away and everyone get to do their work. Its hard to believe such things is happening at this time. If l tell someone outside there no one will believe me. Who would believe something that happened in 1800s when we are far  in the year 2019. Who could believe that the rich are being enslaved when they are supposed to be the masters.

A year has passed since l was brought to this place. I remember waking up in the main hall. Dressing in a rugg. Wondering if l have tramiggarated to ancient Japan. After all who could be sane after experiencing That.

" Sakura!"

"Sakura!"

I hear one of my acquaintance call.

" Hurry lunch is being served."

Hearing this, a run break out as everyone head to the back of the kitchen. To get white plain rice with fresh milk. Fresh milk is the only thing that l have seen being delivered early in the morning. I follow behind not so eager to reach there.

Surprisingly they had soup today. Is it some kind of important day. When l was to reach the queue, the soup was said to have finished. I watched as everyone feasted. I hurriedly finished my food and laid done in our cells. I looked through the window with the aid of the moonlight seeing the stars as they shone bright,

I made a wish, to wish

For a better life, my life back a year ago

I change sides only to force my wound on the floor, and it hurt l say. I whimpered loudly as l changed the other side.

This very night l kept sleeping on one side bearing the weight of my body.