My Life as a Roman Slave.

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         Last night while sleeping I had a flashback from 2 years ago during the war between Rome and Parthia in 60 A.D. The war broke out when Parthia invaded the Iberian Peninsula so Nero the emperor of Rome attacked Thracia. Soon all of Thracia was filled with roman soldiers. My mom was teaching me how to write when 2 soldiers broke into our small house and took me and my mom. One of the soldiers took me and the other took my mom. The last thing I heard from my mom was her yelling my name “Rufus! Rufus!”  

The soldier put me on a cart with other Thracians and after a day I was in the huge city of Rome. When I got there a man put a placard telling my qualifications. He told me that my new name was Cladius and led me on a stage. After a while an auction started and everyone yelled out numbers. Finally I was settled for 489 coins. I was brought to a huge house where I started working together with about 400 other slaves.

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Suddenly I woke up. When I wake up I turn the fire under the house which is used to heat up the house. Today I am allowed to practice my religion so once I finish warming up the house I ask the doorman permission to leave. I walk through the city until I am near the Christian temple. Then I made sure no one was looking and I entered the temple. Since Nero, the Emperor of Rome, prosecutes Christians, Christians, like me, have to hide. When I’m done I quickly leave and run home since my master will awake soon.

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