March 15th 1835
My name is Legacy Young. I was born July 1st 1812, and I am an african american slave. I was just a baby when I was separated from my mama. I have 5 children, they was taking from me and I havent seen them for 3 years. Today I had to stay inside and clean the basement, atic, kitchen, living room, bathroom, and my masters bedroom. His name is John Watts, but I'm spose to call him either Master John or just Master. Master John works me hard. I barely get any water and he doesn't give me cleaning supplies, so I have to clean up every stain or dust mite by hand. sometimes I often wondered what being a white was like.
March 20th 1835
Master John made me work in the garden. It was so hot I can still taste the salty sweat running down my cheek. My brother escaped last night. I hope he makes it. I tried escaping once, but I got punished. I can still feel that leather of a snake hit my back. Sometimes it hurts so bad I can't even sleep laying down. They made up this thing called slave codes, so I aint aloud to vote and we arnt aloud to read or write
