¨You little runt!¨
He is drunk welp looks like…..I'll say a very long beating. But I don't understand why he is calling me Runt. My name is Omega. Is that my last name? Or middle? I dunno. I can't count or read or write. I think I am 16? I don't know maybe.
¨Y-Yes m-master?¨ I stuttered.
¨Why is my drink WARM!¨ he yelled.
¨You didn't ask for ice s-sir¨ I said.
He slapped me and I flew to the wall but I knew better than to get up. I curled into a ball and closed my eyes and endured the pain.
¨Get up people are coming over from another pack. Don't look like a disgrace.¨ Maser said
¨Now recite the rules, Omega¨
¨1. Don't show them my scars
2. Don't talk, or look into their eyes
3. Serve the food and make it to perfection
If you don't follow these rules you shall be punished¨ I recited.
¨good. Now get dressed Omega¨ he said and slapped me once more.
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