The morning sun warms my back as I bend down starting my harsh labor. There is barely any time to sit around and relax but somehow I find myself pushing harder and each time I'm whipped.
The middle of the day tells me to take my chance. I look over my shoulder at Natasha, "Don't tell."
She nods and I know she wouldn't dare to tell it's just my secret can't get out or I'll be dead.
The decisions are difficult and dangerous. I'm risking my whole life on this bumpy ride.