~Since the beginning of time slavery has been a thorn in the worlds side. Each year thousands are sold into some form of slave trade. For ==

those who have grown up in slavery, they do not know of any different life style. Will slavery ever end? Of course not. The trade is too ==

profitable. Yet this is my story. The hopes and greatest fears of my life. I was born into slavery. As my Mother had been before me. For ==

the first five years of my life, I was able to remain at my Mothers side. At the age of five, I was sent into the kitchens. There I was ==

taught to run simple errands. And how to set the tables in the great hall. Later at the age of ten, I became the hand maiden of the Shiek's=

daughter. The child was the tender age of eight. She was a stubborn child. Much like her Father. I would help Nala to dress and to ==

properly fix her hair accordingly. As time passed I began to escort Nala, on her journeys around the palace. The coming and going's of the==

Shiek and palace elite did not phase my mind. I had long before lost interest in the doings of such things. Much to my mistake. For if I ==

had paid attention, I may have known. I may have known my fate.~