Continuation of the Last Christmas story, and the affect effects on everyone

I recommend you read that story first if you have not done so already

This addition is how life is through the eyes of someone knows only the present life, in this new world there are only two classes, servants and masters (those who stored up wealth and information on what happened so they could acquire their new status 

Based on the illuminati taking over world control

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I don’t know why I am complied to write this, or who I write this for, and I have little time to write

Furthermore I don’t know where I got the skill from as I am one of the many inferior class

We don’t even own the sparse clothing we wear the master provide and they say we were not created to have any skills other than being faithfully servent to our masters, our masters created us servant class to make their lives free from the day to day chores

My identifying tag is IT3005 I am uncertain why I tell you this as I am of little importance or real worth, as I have been frequently told by my master

We are told we were only created by the masters to become slaves for them, but they allowed to become their servants

Perhaps I write and explain things for my own sake, except I have no experience of pleasure, as our masters deemed it unnecessary

We are not allowed to talk except for answering a master question if they chose to lower themselves to talk to us, which is not often most times they just give their orders

We are expected to carry out those orders without question, silently obeying

All of the masters live in huge houses where we are only allowed to enter into when we are summoned to perform some duty and then we swiftly leave and return to the outside sheds

Where we allowed share the space of the sheds with all the other animals, if the masters decide we are too foul smelling to be allowed indoors, we have to bathe in rain water barrels

Regular worship by the masters which we know little of is held in private, we are not even allowed to know where they go, as we are unworthy creatures, we are only required to help them dress in preparation the swiftly leave afterwards

We servants have no understanding of what worship is, as it is only for the masters and therefore they deem that we don’t need to know

We are not even allowed to see our master leaving the house, we are not allowed to know who or what they worship or where they go to

Every servant has to accept our status in life with our masters, without question or complaint as these are punishable crimes

When I am allowed to sleep strange thoughts and images trouble my mind, and sometimes linger on throughout my working day, but as I am always kept busy with little time for trying to make sense of dreams or thoughts

But still these thoughts trouble me so that I find no peace or freedom from them unless I write them down as I do at this moment in secret

For if I am found out my life would surly end, as my master is a harsh man and strict in dealing with servants who get ideas or skills that they deem uneeded