The slave

Little Elijah

Born on the roads

Ate with the street dogs

As his parents were no more

Grew up alone

With nothing but skimpy clothes

His hair a messy brown

His eyes as dull as his skies

Alone was he,

In this world of riches and fame

For to Elijah

Life was nothing but a game

A game in which he was just an observer from a distance and not a participant.

On one gloomy day,

As the clouds began to cry

Elijah scampered around to find shelter

Somewhere safe and somewhere dry

He rushed along a lonely alley

And bumped into a lady

His eyes gave her an apologetic look

But her eyes only revealed anger

Before Elijah could say anything else

She pushed him hard on his chest

He fell backwards as the lady hurried along

Never to look back again.

The next day as Elijah strolled around the same alley

The lady appeared once again.

This time she carried a smile

And waved towards him.

Elijah was surprised but waved back at her.

"Let me end your suffering" she said.

"What do you mean miss?" Asked Elijah, eager to know what she meant by that.

"Come home with me, I'll take care of you"

And that's when his nightmare began..

Elijah was treated like no human should ever be treated.

He was her slave...that's what she would address him as, every time she welcomed a guest to her mansion of a house.

Elijah was as innocent as the precious buds that bloomed into flowers of perfection.

And so he stayed as he got scraps of food she would heartlessly throw at him.

He stayed because he did not have a choice...

He went through things not even a criminal should have to go through. But through it all, Elijah, the slave was loyal to his mistress.

And then came Friday...

It was a beautiful day...the sun had been smiling down on every little thing and the birds kept singing like never before.

Elijah was in his room when he heard the door slowly open. It gave out a loud creaking noise.

He was on his knees, washing the floor when he a heard a creek of the door.

He looked up to see his mistress.

She locked the door and walked up to him with a nasty smile.

He knelt before her as he greeted her.

She bent down slowly and gently brushed his hair.

Elijah quickly jumped up and moved a step back.

She walked up towards him and moved her hands down his shirt.

Poor Elijah was clueless as to what she was doing to him.

She slowly unbuttoned his shirt and hers too.

She pressed her fingers against his lips.

"Shhhh" she whispered as she began to kiss him.

After that day, Elijah was no more Elijah.

He felt a part of his innocence had been snatched away from him without his permission.

He was always cowering like a child afraid of the monsters under her bed.

Hiding from his mistress who kept forcing him to sin with her over and over again.

He couldn't take it.

He didn't want to surrender so easily..

But finally he did.

It was midnight when his mistress entered the basement which was also his room. She was eager to touch him and wasn't willing to control herself.

She entered the room and found Elijah dangling from the ceiling like a puppet.

His eyes were shut and a thick rope was wrapped tightly around his neck.

He was no more...

As Elijah left this wretched world, he faded into a bright white light, hoping it was heaven waiting for him...

He was eagerly waiting to finally be at peace!

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This one is for those people- be it girls or boys who I'm sure, have gone through this situation in their life.

I wish the world would be a better place...

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