• Tears flowed down my face without stoping, they hit the golden stair case as i climbed. My arms were heavy, and lifeless. Buckets of water were weighing my arms down, causeing me pain in every way possible.
    Despite the pain I was being caused i kept climbing to the top, food, and water were the only things on my mind. I couldn't have ever been as hungry as i was for these past 3 years of torture.
    My name is Feather Sonogakye, I'm 12 and I'm a orphan. I lost my parents exactly three years ago, when my home town was attacked by the outsides of our land. Outside invaded us quite often for the dragons and the powerful secrets we had in out grasp. My People, are dragon demons and keepers, but dispite the power we have in our grasps we will never know peace.
    Dragon demons otherwise known as my people, arn't really dragons we can just control the magical elements and more. Dragons themselves are killed for their scales and body parts, they are worth millions of spikes if not worth more depending on the elements they have.
    Spikes are these small carved wooden peices we use for money. Certain animals are used to represent certain amounts.

    Tears kept flowing, sweat kept drenching my clothes, and hungry struck me as i continued walking to the top. Today was my day to earn the food and water and a bed to stay in for the night. As a orphan i had no home, no one to care for me so have to work for everything.

    Finally i reached the top of the stair case, and there Mr. Arochi stood waiting for the pails of water i carried. He took the pails in his hands and set them aside , glareing at me as if i did something wrong.

    TO BE CONTINUED