Saturday, April 7, 2018

Don’t Look By: Abby

Don’t Look By: Abby

Oh, hi there! In case you didn't know, my name is Cava. I’m a princess and my father is the ruler, and he is not as harsh as other rulers. My dad won’t let anyone look him in the eyes. I don’t know why, but today I will try to figure out why. And my dad is the sun god in our religion. He is very powerful and owns everything.

In my religion we do human sacrifice. Human sacrifice is when a person gives up their life for the ruler/sun god. I have 6 slaves, but I don’t like having slaves because I feel bad. I feel like they should have their own life instead of giving me food, dressing me, and cleaning my room. I am royalty, which means that I am in a royal family. My dad won’t let they slaves do anything with me, or I do something for them. My dad loves to have servants, just I don’t get why he likes servants.

Anyways, human sacrifice is horrible in MY opinion. I don’t get why people would give up their life to make my dad feel powerful. I mean yeah, it's apart of our religion. My father makes me watch him cutting open a person's chest for the heart. One time is made me do it, but that was when I was 6 or 7. Now I’m 13. He’s never made me do it ever since. He thinks that it is too violent for me.

We have the earliest version of a road. It is called the Royal Road, and it is about 2,000 miles long. The reason why we use this road is because, let's say that I need to bring someone something, I walk on the Royal Road. And we ride on llamas to carry stuff that is to heavy to carry yourself.
We also use something called Quipu. We use Quipu because it helps use communicate because we don't have a written language. Quipu are knots on a rope. Like one knot is a letter or a word and number. It really helps us communicate and seeing what people say back.

It's been a year or more. I finally figured out why my dad doesn’t let anyone look him in the eyes! Let's say someone looked my dad in the eyes. My dad will sacrifice/kill him because in our religion you can’t look at the emperor/ruler/king in the eyes.

I hope you liked my story, and what I told you about my life in the Incas. My dad is Sapa Inca, and I’m the princess of the Sapa Inca.

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