It's been 7 years since I met this girl.Now I am 17 years old.I am still a worker (slave),but I am pretty okay with my life.I mean sure I don't get nice clothes,good foods, e.t.c;but I am happy about my life being like this.In this world that I live right now slaves are not considered a person.Only place we can look at is the ground.If we do look up we would probably be excuted... That is why I think the girl I met 7 years ago is weired.The girl I met has to be at least a count.Even with this fact that girl still kneeled at me and made eye contact.Most of the people (except slaves) detest making an eye contact with the workers.Either way this does not matter.I am going to die soon anyway.I got picked to be buried with the king who passed away (The 'gift' my owner is sending).My owner,Mr.Eliber say that this is a great honor for slaves like me to buried with the king.However,I don't think this way.Even though I am a slave I shouldn't be buried with the king for the 'after life'.As much as I want to hesitate I can't because I belong to Mr.Eliber.In fact,tommorrow I am moving to the castle to get ready to be buried.I hope I can see the girl tommorrow,even if it has been 7 long years.