After a long, hard day of work, Jerome and I went back to our small shack. I went to go pump more water, but Jerome stopped me. "It's no use." he said. "The water is far too dirty."
"You have to drink something" I tell him. He still refuses an I sigh. "We should probably get some sleep." I say, and get into our tiny shack.
I don't sleep for even a second that night. Instead, I thought. Thought about this awful hell I've been living in. Thought of the better life I- no. That we deserve.
I jolted upward. "We have to go." I say.
"What?" Jerome asks, half asleep.
"We have to go. Now." I demand.
"Why now?" He asks.
"Because, come morning, we'd be caught."
"Look Tanya, it's almost morning, we won't have much time. Also, we don't even have a plan as to where we're going. Lets go tomorrow."
"Ok." I sighed, though I wanted to say that'd be to long.
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The Road to Tomorrow
Historical Fiction21 year old Tanya West was an enslaved black in the early 1850, who decides that her along with her husband and child are going to travel the Underground Railroad to get to Ohio and be free of slavery. But will they make the journey without being ca...
