Tokyo, Japan
“Keep trying, prick. Or no more dinner for 3 days!”
I winced as I felt the whip crack alone the
edge of my spine. I felt like collapsing, but I knew it would be better for me
if I didn’t. I had to do the training, otherwise I’d starve. His threats weren’t
empty. Oh no they weren’t. He was one of the toughest trainers that ever had.
However, no matter how he abused me, I always remained loyal to him, for he was
my father, the father of whom I loved. No amount of pain could ever change that.
Rainfall began to get heavy, as I could feel the extra pressure applied to my
delicate red raw back. Usually, the drops of rain did nothing to affect my
training, yet I guess I was pushing myself to the limit. Each drop felt like a
stone alone my back, and tear drops began to drop from my eyes. I began to cry,
I collapsed along the floor, and let the rain fall and the mud cover me, and
that became my quilt.
Dallas, Texas
It’s been a good five years since that day. A
lot has happened to me, but not my culture. It hurts for me to know that
someone, somewhere is receiving the same amount of pain that I had, not only for
that day, but for my whole childhood. However now, I feel much better for it.
The freedom took over and made me feel relaxed, however I was strong, and I knew
it. I wished that I was more muscular, but I guess it will come in time.
Two weeks ago today is when I first arrived at the country, and two weeks ago
was when I had first earned my freedom. However now is not the time to
reminisce, not to bask in my glory. I now need to seek a job, and there was one
place I had heard good things from. It was a wrestling company, something which
I would have been quite new to, however I doubt that it could be that hard. I’ve
seen the people fight on Television. WWE Raw, every Mondays, to be precise. It
looked like a fun sport, and I cannot wait to get involved. As I stepped on the
property, a surge of strength rushed through me, and I felt empowered. I took a
sigh, crossed my fingers and went through the doors to the NLR.
3 business hours later…
I had a chance to earn my
worth. I have been given $2000 to keep me sorted for the week, to find shelter,
to find food. I have a week to prove myself to the bosses of this place, a man
known as Mr.Johnson. He said, I have a match and if I can prove myself, than I
have a high chance of getting a job. Hopefully if I do get the job, things will
be just smooth and comfortable for me. I cannot wait!
I can’t wait to get involved, so lets get the party started.