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The first day, they let Benjamin rest.

Once he finished eating his fill, two identically dressed women came in to wash the boy up. In the bathroom, they put a nice smelling liquid on his head and body. There was also a lot of bubbly stuff Benjamin had never seen before, so he played with it but then got scolded by the master. After that, they dried him and put something soft and slimy all over his body—that later he learned it was called lotion. Lastly, they put a long, frilly, soft cloth on Benjamin that looked like something his sister would wear. It didn't seem to belong to a boy, but no one seemed to think it was weird, so Benjamin kept silent.

The next day, the two women came in, wearing the same long black dresses and aprons. They cleaned him up and gave him a meal. It wasn't as hearty as the day before, but the warm bread and soup were enough to make him burp.

When the meal was over, the master held out a book.

"Do you know how to write?"

"Yes, I do."

"Then can you read?"

The book was full of words Benjamin did not recognize. He couldn't finish the sentences let alone the whole first chapter. He stuttered, causing the master to sigh and gave him another book, an easier one.

"What have you been learning?"

Benjamin's fingers twitched in embarrassment. The master said he should start with the basics and gave him an illustrated word book.

So Benjamin nodded, then proceeded to diligently memorized the words. Until at one point, to master's wife came in and looked at him.

She was always dressed in a fancy dress and wearing expensive looking jewelry. The boy looked at her curiously, only for her to make a face and waved him away like he was a dog.

"If it weren't for his hair and eyes, I'd never have let him in here."

Mrs. Baker muttered to herself as she sipped her tea. Benjamin, who had light ears, heard that and realized that he and the wife had the same hair and eye color.

Benjamin had light brown hair and vivid green eyes. His skin was tanned from farming, but his round eyes and face shape made him look cute and good, and he was often praised for it. The wife, however, despite she admitted his good looks, she was always displeased whenever she saw the boy.

'What a lucky poor dumb bastard...'

She wouldn't hesitate to hurl insults in Benjamin's face. Benjamin grimaced, but if he so much as crumpled his expression, he would immediately be punished.

'How dare you give me a disrespectful face!'

The lady gestured to the master, who would obediently walked over and struck Benjamin on the back with a bullwhip.

'It hurts, I did wrong!'

Benjamin would cower in pain, would apologize over and over. Yet the master would not listening and the spanking would continue until awhile later. He was wearing only a thin shirt, so the strokes were hot. Benjamin sobbed, but no one would comfort him. No one.

He sobbed louder and louder, but it didn't make him feel any better; it only made him feel weaker and his eyes and throat hurt. Still, the tears kept on puring even as he laid in the big room at night. Benjamin sobbed and wished every night that his parents would come and get him. Well, at least they didn't beat him if he behaved.

Over time, though, Benjamin got used to his life there. He didn't have much interest in studying, but he was bored because he would be locked up alone when he wasn't studying, so he learned hard.

After about three months, he got a physical examination. It was similar to the mandatory medical exams at school. They poked and prodded and drew blood. They put him in weird machines. The worst part was having to lie down with his legs spread for them to put a finger or machine in his lower hole.

Benjamin freaked out and rebelled, but after being beaten, he was silenced. Luckily, it was just an examination and nothing more. Besides, he was allowed to eat a lot of delicious food on the days they did that.

There were many things the boy had never seen before in the mansion, and after about half a year, he was finally allowed to roam the gardens by himself. He was always watched by the maids or the master. He couldn't go outside because of the high walls, but he was glad enough to be able to leave his overwhelming room.

After a few seasons, Benjamin then decided that it wasn't a bad idea to stay there. As long as he did what he was told, he was never hit or scolded. He ate delicious food every day, and his skin turned as fair as the wife's because he spent most of his time indoors.

During breaks, he heard something called music. He didn't understand it, but the strange sounds resonated in harmony and made me feel strangely excited. The lady told him that he needed to be educated in order to get rid of his pure dirty blood, so she showed him paintings and other artistic pursuits and took him around the manor all the time.

Benjamin was happy enough. For a long time in his old house, if he didn't help with the farm work or tend to the livestock, he would go hungry, but here he was fed even if he didn't work. He would always slept comfortably alone on clean, good-smelling sheets, and the most exciting things was, he learned new many things every day.

Sure the lady was scary and the master was strict, but again, Benjamin decided that it's worth it to go on living. Until that particular night, when the monster came to visit him on the bed.






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