Buried - LeroyHis parents hadn’t even given him a name.His mother died giving birth to him, and the sight of the large, hideous infant made his father squirm and want to drop him from the top of a building. But his father was far from murderous, and so he instead sold him to a mining company, lying for the rest of his days that the baby was stillborn.From childhood up until he was an adult, he wasn’t taught much beyond how to speak and do manual labor. And every night, he was locked up in something similar to a prison. That’s how his owners wanted him and people to look at him as.A caged work animal.This “western” town in Africa had been here for about a decade now, bringing up materials that were all gibberish in his mind. As long as his owners wanted it, than they got it through his hard, unpaid work.Well, it wasn’t completely unpaid. He had two forms of payment; candy and alcohol. Those were the very meals he survived on and kept him going for years.It wa