May 27, 1861

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Dear Diary,

            Okay, so yesterday wasn’t the best day for me but it made me realize a lot and I’m glad I finally did. When Mrs. Rebecca and I talked I remembered how when I would cry at night mama would rock me on her lap and sing to me. I wish I was little again and didn’t have to deal with all these problems that I have to deal with now. I’ve learned a lot since being here and it was good things, stuff I need to know. Mrs. Rebecca introduced me to one of her friends who is a home -school teacher, her name is Mrs. Jessica and she told me she would be helping me while I am staying with them. As we talked she learned a lot of what I went through to get where I am and she was shocked that I was still alive. She made me laugh a bit because I don’t think anyone really understands how brave I am from running away knowing it’s a possibility that I’m going to get killed. I am brave I guess but no one is ever brave enough to actually NOT miss their family, even I have to admit that. No matter how much I might not want to miss them I do and I am admitting it I guess… I’m going to go for now.

                                                                                                                                    Your Friend,

                                                                                                                                                Anna

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