I was grabbing a family from a spot in the woods and take them to Florida. I was crossing a bridge and the family was in the back hiding underneath piles of hay. When I saw to white men in a bush. My heart started racing when I saw one had a musket. I sped up the horses but it was no use this was the end.
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Freedom
Historical FictionA young African girl grows up an orphan and slave will she ever find freedom