I stumbled around in the dark, tripping and bumping in to objects I swear were not there when I had worked out this whole plan, the place formally known as River Bank mansion.

"Ouch" I cried out in pain, not able to stop myself at the pain shit up my leg. I bent down and grabbed my toe and tried to stifle my cries. 'Creak' I froze at the noise, my heart suddenly starts to thump so loudly that I swear every one in a one-mile radius could her me. The same noise keeps going, getting closer to the room where I hid. I shuffle back against what I presume was the wall. I press my head against me legs so I am a tight ball, tiring to make myself look small, it is then when I hear a noise near by which I think is a door.

I glance up as I see a small light glimmer into the dark room, the door to this room, the one I need to get out is occupied by a dark silhouette, even from here I can tell that this shadow is a guy, the whole imagine scream that it is a guy, the muscles are very clear. I know that if I move only a tiny bit and he looks this way I will be spotted.

I try and make myself even smaller against the wall, and push my self even more into the wall, the cold rough surface of the wall digs into my back, the thin cloth I wear that screams the name slave doesn't help to keep the chill out. The figure at the door has entered the room, I try and hold my breaths incase he hears me. The man walks around the room, getting closer to me, three meters away, 2 meters away, 1 meter away, so close I only had to lean forward and I would be found, and then he was gone. I wanted to let out a sigh of relief but I knew not till you were out side the place and least across the country. I sit there waiting; I am not sure for how long I sit there, trying to calm my breathing.

I look out the small window with bars across the room, day break is coming through, I like the light but I know its not good, it means people will soon be getting up and be around the place preparing for the guests that are coming, yearly today. I let my body sit up, then wait for the noise of someone moving around, then I stretch out my legs and repeat the process of waiting, I keep doing this till I am fully standing up. I know my way to the garden from here pretty good, and this is where I always get caught but I wont this time.

I ran, dodging behind objects, moving as fast as I could. I know that if I get caught this time I would surly be killed, I had escaped too much now. I make my way to the last door before the garden and yank it open, the fresh air hits me with full force, I have to once again push down the excitement. I bolt out the door running as fast as I can till I have to slow down because I am out of the shade, and even though there were not many people out and about this yearly if anyone looked out the huge stained glass windows I would be seen and guards would be called if anything looked suspicious.

I walk slowly in the shadows as much as possible; as I near the wall it looks at lot bigger then usual, I count my breaths calming myself. I look at the wall trying to work out the best path up the tangle of vines, and then all to suddenly it is upon me. I stare at it; it's now or never. I reach out and grab on to the vine and do the same with the other hand and hoist my self up using my legs, my arms hurt like crazy but I keep climbing, I am about half way before it happens, I am half way up when suddenly the vine snaps, I hang trying to right myself, my foot then slips causing my knees to scrape along the rough stone, I stop my self before I cry out to loudly, I must keep going. I pull myself up trying to ignore the metallic small of blood.

I am about ¾ of the way up the wall, I am terrified the guards will see me and shoot me down thinking I was someone that robbed the place or something like that but then I guess being shot would be…. I push that thought away; I do not need to think about that. I am now climbing the last bit before I start my descend down wards. I am now sitting on top, my whole stomach is scraped and so are my knees and elbows, oh well, I swing my legs over and climb down. I look down to see how much further I have to go before I reach the bottom, its about 3 meters but the last meter I can jump so its really only 2, I keep climbing. I am at the last meter and then I jump, of course stumbling backwards, I hit a body, oh no, I start to run but before I can even trip over being the clumsy one I am, I am thrown over a guys shoulder. I struggle but relies that it is no point of doing as this guys properly I guard had a good work out. This is how it happens every time.

As I get carried in I hear voices, they must be the guests, if I am going to be killed for running once again I may as well do it well, I start to scream "LET ME DOWN YOU HUNK OF MEAT" I hear footsteps, coming towards us haha " I TOLD YOU TO PUT ME DOWN NOW" I screamed once again to get as many as people to see this.

"ok then" I am confused that this person just agreed to let me down, I realized to late to do anything what he meant, I fell face first over his shoulder, luckily I had my arms out in front of me so my head doesn't take the full damage of the fall. My arms buckle as my full weight gets but on them and I end up hitting my head pretty hard as well as really hurting my already scraped out elbows. I lay on the cold marble floor trying to sit up, my arms aching terribly.

I lay still for a minute, listening for the voices around me, "sorry about this, this is my slave, the one that keeps escaping the area" the voice recognized as my owner Felix, "that's ok, so is this one up for sale?" asks I voice I didn't recognize. "Nope this one is off to the tips, she is a waste of space." "But why waste a perfectly good body?" asks another voice, I wince at that, "she is not worth anything" I start to crawl at that comment, only to be kicked in the stomach making me cripple over, "you should NEVER kick a servant, that is against the slave laws" that voice was like velvet, so smooth and sweet, "I will do what I want with these pieces of RUBBISH, thank you very much" Felix said imp sizing the rubbish word. "How much is she?" the velvet voice asks "she's not for sale" Felix said "I will pay double the amount you would pay for a good slave" I was shocked that was a lot of money, I heard Felix murmur something under his breath, "ok, take her now though I don't want to see her again" with that I felt strong, amrs scoop me up, and that's when I blacked out.