"Mother was lying down, throwing up on her own, once sweet-smelling, clothes, whereas Father sat up, comforting me." Blessing was only five when she was pulled on a ship, ready to be used as a slave when she grew up. When Blessing is chosen to become a servant for a young girl, named Elizabeth, Blessing can't believe...
the setting is World War 5, England and America lead on the war that was originally started by China. England's main goal is to torches and enslave Americans. Cecily who had lived in the countryside of America, California. she flew in a plane to England unaware of the extent Britten had taken on the war. she was ru...
Hi! My name is Lou. I am a slave and I am as dark as a slave can be. I am 6 ft. tall and 16 years old. I work on a plantation in Alabama with my momma. We cut wood all day long. It's a hard job and we never get any thanks or praise. I don't get paid and I don't even get a real blanket. It gets real cold some ni...
Imagine you are a slave. You were born to a slave and were a slave since you were first born. When you got older you grew out of being a slave. You chose to run away. Well Harriet Tubman was that way, she did those things. She was extraordinary at trying to get out of her slave owner home. I write this as I(the autho...
Naomi lives in a nomadic village in the eastern side of Africa during the late 19th century. She lives with her family, which consists of thirteen siblings, and both of her parents. At these times, the men are the providers and the women, the ones who stay at home. But things change after a breaking news. While Naomi...
"The life we're living is the easiest of the difficult." Cass Jinney Jackson is a Louisianan slave girl. She has recently moved to a plantation near the woods, but her life there is far from ordinary. Growing up as the civil war rages on, she finds herself surrounded by cruelty and lies. Then she finds out that her ow...
Fanfiction based on the History Channels Hatfields and McCoys. [Book is a rough draft - needs heavy editing] Chyna is a young ex-slave girl, she had been property of the McCoy's but now that the Civil war has ended she is free to go. After another night of Tolbert and Calvin McCoy taking her forcefully in the night, C...
I hear hounds barking in the distance. They better not find where I hide. I am not going back to that retched place. Not ever again. The scars on my back say so. They are getting closer. I either have to run for it or trust that the hounds won't smell me. A twig snaps under a foot about ten yards away. I grab a small...
