I always hated my master. Right from the time I started working with him, he had always found ways punish for little things. It was as though he was taking out his frustrations on me. Imagine him beating because I forgot to close one of the cabinet drawers in the kitchen.
My parent caused this though. They sent me to slave here in the first place. As usual, I was te eat bread while my master ate jollof. I sprinkled peper into his food before serving him.
I watched him cry over his meal while I chewed on my bread like a badass!
Nice