I thought about the memory of the Houston household.
I was forced to work, while Dina, was forced to cook clean and take.care of the little ones, she was angry and knew just because she was a girl didn't mean she had to cook and clean, she was stronger than me sometimes.
Dina was taken by the Houston family's oldest son Matt, he hurt her. I could hear her screams from the door all I saw was her clothes in a pile outside the door.
I knew what was happening I stood on a chair and reached for the top of the door, I grabbed the key, and unlocked the door,
Matt was on top of her, she screamed. As he touched her all over.
"GET OFF HER YOU DISGUSTING RAT!!!"
I yelled, I was mad and angry I had never felt like.this before,
Matt got off her and got in my face,
"Get out of here slave boy"
He pushed me,
Dina moaned and squirmed on the bed.
I slept in the shed crying, Dina came in when the sun was still down, fully dressed she cried as well, and said the most foul language I had ever heard in my life but I didn't care,
hate,
a new emotion,
But it just felt wrong.
