I remember I was woken up by the aroma of sweet breakfast.I thought i was still dreaming because normaly we never ate breakfast since my dad got fired.But i finally woke up after the aroma got stronger.
When i woke up from my mat which served as a bed.I found my mom setting wooden plates on the floor which served as a table.She had cooked scorns and tea .Which was highly valued in our family.
we ate the breakfast quietly,eventhough my mom looked sad and also looked as if she had been crying.But on the other side my dad looked happy .He was smiling all through breakfast.When I looked at my brother he seemed confused as I was.
Before we could even finish breakfast a loud knock was heard.When i stood from my seat which was the ground to get the door, my dad told me he would go himself.which also got me confused because my dad believed opening the door for guest was the kids job.
After a few moment he came back together with the palace guards.Which got me and my brother confused.but my mom looked even sadder to the extent of crying.my dad looked happy his smile even widened.
My dad told me to wake my lazy butt and follow the kind guards.I was like say what.oh my gosh i couldn't believe they were selling me to be a slave at the kings palace a slave.I looked at my mom and she continued crying.my brother had froze.
My dad gave me a hot slap which made me sprang up from the ground.One guard hold me tightly and the other gave my dad fifty gold coins.I was so shocked because of three things.
The first one is that my dad hated me enough to sell me off as a slave. The Second one is that he sold me for fifty gold coins only.That money is only enough to last a small family like mine for three months.The guards took me violently and its not as if I was resisting because I was paralysed with shock.The most heartbreaking thing ,is that before we could even reach the door my dad and brother started sharing my breakfast between themselves except for my mom who lost her appetite.
When I got into the carriage which was to escort me to the palace i saw my friend Myla inside crying.I couldn't believe our dad's had decided to sell us.Poor Myla I felt sorry for her because I knew it was my dad who had gave her dad the idea.I promised to be her friend in the palace because it was my dad's fault that she was sold.so along the way the carriage stopped several times to pick other slaves that were sold off by their parents .So the carriage was not even big it was small so we were so squeezed and to make matters worse it was so hot inside .The girl's there were still crying. The most shocking part was that I never shed a tear.I mean I knew my dad hated me so much because he had always wanted his firstborn to be male.And when my mom got her first pregnancy it was twins a boy and a girl. But my since my dad has always been hot tempered ,she gave my mom a thorough beating over excess salt in the food.One of the baby's in the womb ended up dying which was the male baby and the girl which remained and was born was me.So he never accepted that he was the cause of the death of the male baby so he concluded that I killed my twin brother while still in the womb. So thats where the hate started and has never stopped till today.