The Kitchen Boy
There are two of us. . You don’t have such word. There were more. . Of them. . . They. .
Girls and those who are already fucked we have never seen. They told they are higher. . . on other levels.
We are left with only the right hand with three fingers to work in the kitchen. The thumb and little finger are cut off. .
The toes and left hand fingers are cut off earlier, when two Cycles are completed.
They also castrate us and cut out left eye. . .
Like to everyone else. . . Boys.
Food, which is the brains of children, cooked on the floor above. . . others. . . from level 6.
And we make food for security guards and those who are fucked . .
We divide children into parts. . . They are still little and they die immediately.
We must divide them without killing. .
Those who feel sorry for the little ones and kill first . . .
Those who came before us were also pitied and killed first. . . They taught us to do this, too. .
Then we were forced to cut them up, those. . . who were sorry.
We also kill first. . . before we start butchering. . .
The guard sees but does nothing. He will be destroyed for this. We know. . . and he knows.
We know that we will be butchered, too, because we spoil the food if we kill first. .
The overseer came. . They found out quickly.
We are not afraid of death. . . Dying is easy.
But when they butchering you alive. . .
A cooking boy means he cooks food. . . They don’t cook it here. You don’t have that word.