A Trade Into Bondage (Under Editing)

A Trade Into Bondage (Under Editing)

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In the era of slave trade, Nana Kwame, a young prince in Ayinda Kingdom in West Africa, sold into slavery, faced the most horrible treatment. He suffered throughout his days in a cage, a dungeon and in a ship; up until the day the slave ship that held him captive docked at a harbour in South Carolina. His life took a new turn and he was promised to be returned to his homeland. But will that be possible? Note: This story is based on the time period of slavery and some parts may contain elements of slavery abuse and sufferings. However it's not about racism. I'm not a supporter of racism. It's about living together at peace with all men, as well as loving them. Book cover made by @jettmanas ©All rights reserved
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Madileng is a very abused , food deprived , weak girl . Her father finds joy in beating her and making her submissive. But fate has other plans ,as her father's attempt to marry her off into misery is put in place . Find out what happens when two people who enter an arranged marriage for different reasons, finally fall in love . #1 Africa ____________________________ ......"This is not fair . Why do you always do this ." I ask . "Do what?" He asks. "You always make me start from zero. How am I supposed to get over you now ." I say sobbing into the blanket . "I'm sorry ." He says . "And he's sorry , these are my emotions, not some soccer field you can play on ." I say, and he hugs me as I cry into his chest. ......... ⚠️ This book might have a lot of mistakes because it has not been edited, but if you spot any, be free to point them out. Kindly😊

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