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Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 17

Bush wanted to go out that night but somehow he didn’t even know where to go and so just like little Tom had adviced he stayed back and prayed for the gods of his ancestors to keep his friend Bruise safe. As he laid on his bed he couldn’t sleep until Smart walks in.

Bush greeted him and sat up to hear why he had come inside his ranch.

“I saw you talking with little Tom, listen Bush, Tom and his father don’t agree and unless you want to get into the masters bad record you will keep talking to his son

“How do you mean? Bush asked.

“Well, unlike our master, little Tom and his mother are nice and they don’t agree with the way thier father treats us. This is not what master expects from him and so because of that they are always at logger head.

Bush said nothing.

And as for that arrogant fool that thinks he can get away from here, he will only get himself killed.

Bush was shocked to know that Smart also knew. “You know too?” He asks

“Why do you think master names me smart? I know more than 80 percent of what goes on here.?

“What will happen to him? Bush asked again

“If he is repentant, master might sell him off but if he is not remorseful, this may just be his end. Master might just shoot him dead. He hated arrogance you know.

“Shoot? Please they shouldn’t kill him. It’s better he totures him”

Smart laughed a bit before he responded. “Toture indeed? Did you ask him why he is called BRUISE? Torture has no effect on that fool, and he is not smart which is the reason he is going to die a slave.

Bush didn’t understand a bit of what smart was saying and so he just kept quiet and watched as smart walked away. It wasn’t long before he slept off.

He was soon woken up by the sound of masters bell. He checked his time and it was past 6am. He quickly jumps up and wash his face and then runs out. He saw Smart standing close to his door and runs to him.

“What is going on?” Bush asks

“Your friend has been caught. I told you he will be caught.

“What? Bush cries and tried to look for Bruise. He saw him tied hands and legs and dragged on the floor by a horse. He wanted to rush to him but smart hold him back.

“Stay calm Bush, that is not your battle. Do not die for another man’s battle. Let him bear his cross alone.

And Bush relaxes and watched.

He looked up and saw the slave girl that served the wine for master. She was neck locked. A big and very heavy wood was placed on her neck and locked so that she can’t turn to any direction except forward and then she was made to carry heavy woods from the starting of the compound to the end which was quiet a distance. Bush looked at her and felt pity for her but her punishment was nothing compared to what awaits Bruise. And this was what bothered him the most.

He looked up again and saw master walking out calmly from his office. Little Tom was besides him and they seem to be arguing. Bush understood that it was for Bruise’s sake.

“Son, you are a disgrace to me and I am ashamed to call you my son. If you do not support what I do please do not interfere. Now you can either sit and watch me punish my enemies who plot against me or you can go and hide behind your mother like a chicken.” He said angrily.

“Dad please they are humans too, please.” Little Tom pleaded.

“No o, no o, don’t tell me that. They are animals, they are black monkeys. They are bush pigs, they are not humans.

“Dad please. God created us all in His image and likeness. And Jesus commands that we should love none another and treat each other right. Please forgive please.

“Bush, Bush”

It was master Tom calling, and Bush didn’t understand what was his concern in this.

“Look Tom, look at him, look at Bush, is this human? Is he like us? Look at his skin, Look at his face, look at his hair, is he like us? They are not like us, they are bush animals, they are black monkeys meant to serve us, meant to do our chores, they are born to be slaves and anyone of them that dares to defile me will.pay the price. Bring me Bruise. Master shouted

And the other slaves ran and dragged Bruise to him. He was already very weak and exhausted.


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