Stranger: Slave Narrative

Hello hello does anyone know where I am at for I certainly do not this land is foreign and strange to me the people dress and act in a manner different from me the buildings are huge they can probably reach the heavens hello hello I'm scared and want to go home but this is my home now not by choice by force I didn't want to come here I would rather be hunting lions and tigers instead of working these fields all day all night from sun up to sun down this is a nightmare no, this is hell I've done nothing to deserve this so why is this happening to me? hello hello I would rather die then work another day in these fields but if I do that then I am certainly destined for hell hello hello I don't know what to do anymore can't recognize myself anymore when I look at myself in the mirror I don't see my reflection I see a different person I see a stranger