Slavery

June 1864, I was working like all my other friends, I got my daily whips and insults and started working. I never knew what I was working for, but they made me work and work but I knew tonight, that would all stop.

That night I ran and escaped the plantation and ran to village where they cleaned me and helped me. They told me to sit on this bench in front of a table and place down food. All I got feed was prison food I just couldn’t something so generous. I ran to where I could live and I wouldn’t have made it if it weren’t for them.