It's been a few days since you had arrived at the salt mine. Life here wasn't great. You had to constantly do heavy work and when you weren't doing your jib properly you were punished brutally with whips. Your companions were all donkeys who had been boys, all sad, scared and in pain like you. You started to think to yourself "I wish I hadn't ate that oat" "Now I'm a stupid animal and I have to experience abuse almostly every day for the rest of my life". Your rations weren't good either, They'd only give you some random things they and some water and when you approached you owners asking for some of their soup, you were threatened and sometimes you even got the whip. Your donkey mates weren't that much better, they ignored you and treated you with that same aggressive attitude that was no different from your owners. You stood there, trying to cry but you couldn't and suddenly you heard a noise from your owners "Oi, you lazy animal! Get back to work!" they shouted. You simply obeyed them and continued on fearing the punishments you'd receive if you didn't. You always thought of the steep cliffs below, thinking of ending but you can't not just because your owners wouldn't allow you to but you just couldn't do it. And after some time you returned back to your spot working as the day went on.