Private homes, churches, and schoolhouses were often used as "stations" or "depots" for the underground railroad, and often had trapdoors or seceret rooms where they could hide slaves. The people who took care of these stations were known as "station masters." a list of famous conductors include Harriet Tubman, Isaac Hopper, Thomas Garrett, William Still, Levi Coffin, and Elija Anderson.
I knocked on the door and it creaked open. A woman peeked out and saw me. She looked around and quickly beckoned me inside saying that it wasn't safe. after I had gotten inside she offered to make me some food. I quickly obliged and she left to go to the kitchen and started making food. Talking from the kitchen she told me that if anyone came that I should run upstairs. I acknowledged her taking a look around the room.
After having a bowl of soup she showed me to a room under the floor hidden by a carpet. I was out cold the second my head hit the pillow.
I woke up early and informed the woman that I was going, but she held me back to eat some breakfast. I didn't decline as I was absolutely famished every since I had escaped. I wolfed down the food and left as the sunrise had fully touched the sky, rising above the mountains. The woman before I went told me that she had been surprised, that I wasn't traveling by night, and I told her that I had escaped during the day in the last minute dash. My sleep schedule still hadn't adjusted to traveling by night. So, with that I left and continued along my journey, the woman had given me a tip that the closest station was a few miles north by northeast, and that that would be my best bet at receiving food and shelter. The only problem with the plan, I found out, was that it took me straight through a large clearing, that would leave me vaunrable. The stretch of land was extremely large, and to go around might have taken a couple of days. But for freedom, I would walk through fire and swim through blades. I started my walk, attempting to lay low in the tall grass. It had been around 4 hours before I was caught in the feild, but then I heard the thumping of horse hooves, and the ground rumbled with them too. I looked ahead to my terror and saw two horse riders. They both held rifles on their horses and whips along their saddles. Suddenly, I felt another rumble, not that of a horse much larger. I looked behind me and a train was approaching through the tracks which stretched along the plains. I may have been able to take it, maybe only break a few bones. My mind pondered upon this question, should I or should I not.
A. Take the train it could be your only chance to freedom (turn to chapter 6)
B. Don't the risk is too high, I can outsmart them. (turn to chapter 7)
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Runaway (choose your own adventure
Historical FictionSo this was a history project that I did, it's very different from what I do but people liked it so I thought that I could just share it because why not, it is a choose your own adventure so follow the choices.