Zane

Its 12pm and I only have 5 minutes before the guards come back so here it is...

I never knew there was such thing as hell but it’s real alright I work there.

My name is Oliver miller and I work at the local asbestos mine. It’s a nightmare sown there you can’t see, the drill deafens you, you can’t breathe and if a rock falls and hits you on the head you’re out cold. My parents soled me to the mine back in 1832 but that was two years ago. I only see them on Sundays. Working the drill is the worst. You could easily go death if you do it for an hour on end. But the worst thing is that the dust enters your mouth and it can be fatal. Last year a 31 year old man started coughing in the mines except he was coughing up blood. He's dead now. He died from breathing in the dust.

Now I’m scared of the mines the drill and the dust. I can still remember that day the day my mum sold me. The men came in their suits acting all sincere. They said I would be treated like royalty in the mines boy were they lying...

“Get up you last sack of rocks” the enforcer had yelled. “That’s it you” he had pointed at me. "No gruel for you today". I sulked away into my bed and that’s were I am now. Why me I thought why me.