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I awoke to the feel of the night guards boot nudging my hip, and saying slave it’s time to wake up. He stooped down and removed the shackle from around my ankle, and told me to hurry and get cleaned up. I did as he said, and quickly went to the toilet, while he continued to release the other men. I though I would have four men in line behind me, but I only had one the others went to the three other toilets. As the men were released they went to the shortest line to get cleaned up.

It didn’t take me or any of the other men long to get ready, due to the slave processing we had gone through. All our body hair had been permanently removed, we only had eye brows and hair on our heads. So we didn’t have to shave, and due to our hair being between half an inch and one inch long, there was no need comb our hair.

Once we all had the opportunity to clean up, we went outside and stood at attention. Then we were marched to the eating shelter, where we received our morning food. Kwaku and I sat down to eat, and had a conversation about being kept apart last night. He was hoping we could sleep beside each other, and was really disappointed to learn that we would be kept apart for the whole time I would be in the slave quarters.

Once we had finished eating, we were ordered to lineup at attention, and then we were marched back to the slave quarters. Once there we were ordered to take care of body functions, and clean up before heading to our job sites. Once we had all cleaned up, I was told I would be cleaning the toilets and wash basins. Since I was new and had not been in the rotation with the others, I would inter the rotation at that time. I stayed behind with another slave to help with the clean up. Once Waziz and I had finished our cleaning, and it passed the night guards inspection, we were sent to our work sites.

Before I left, the night guard said he would see me that even, and we could get better acquainted. I told him I would love to hear about his life and get to know him better. He just laughed and said slave get to work, and he kicked my ass as I left. I could see the surprised look on Waziz face, and knew that soon every man in the pit would know about what just happened. I knew at lunch I would have to explain what happened, that Kwaku and all the others would be asking all kinds of questions.