I woke up to the sounds of screaming and weeping "my daughter", said one "hide" ,said another. I was only 5 I didn't understand what was going on. I heard the crack of the whip. My mother looked at me she was scared more scared than I had ever seen her before. White men walked into our house "where is your husband",he demanded. "He died after she was born" ,said my mom. That was kind of true he had been kid napped by some people mom didn't talk about it though. The white man told us to get in the wagon. I was confused. Who are these people what do they want.
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Freedom
Historische RomaneA young African girl grows up an orphan and slave will she ever find freedom