It was a really bad day. I woke with my slave friends and our boss told us that we have big show today. You can’t never know when you die in fights. Yes I am Gladiator! I don’t want be but I have to fight or boss kill me. Yesterday I had to kill my best friend. It was the only way to stay alive.
After little breakfast we went to training camp. There we fought with wood-swords and we also exercised our muscles. Then our guards took us at the stadium. I planed with my best friend Kuram to escape. We didn’t want to live this kind of life anymore. We agreed that we see after show and then we kill one guard and leave from the stadium.
Then was time to fight. Boss called me to go at the “ring”. I was there waiting my opponent and then my nightmare happened. The opponent was my friend Kuram. Boss thrown us swords and yelled “KILL”. We had to fight. That was very shitty thing because I didn’t want kill my friend. I had to kill him and that really hurt me. After show I cried but then our boss came front of me and told “That was your last gladiator fight”. He let me free.
Jon 9.c