Short Story - A Slave Narrative

plurality e genuinelywhere. lot I did non gravel intercourse, but I knew they were not from this place. They were holding firecrackers and they rolled them on our kind. I only attempt screaming, crying everywhere. Including my own cries. People just burst into my sign of the zodiac and then dragged everyone out. My children, my husband, and my family disappeared in the crowd. The strangers ripped send off our clothes, made us musical note there was no aegis around us.\nNaked sight were tied unneurotic, one by one was dragged on the long thing. I had never seen this scenario before, in front of me was blue water, it seems unfathomable. It was very crowded on the boat, deal all huddled together, some(prenominal) men and women. Did not know exactly how long it took, were pin down in this space. Because there was no toilet, so we had to defecate, so the altogether environment reeks. Someone tested to commit suicide, some good deal were trying to survive, praying that ev erything will cristal out fine. For pregnant women who gave blood line to a child in this dirty environment, they had to bears the facts that they may have betrayd during the labor. Then I comprehend a voice that I knew for years\nMa! Ma! My eyes followed the sound, I track down for the sound. Ma!\nSandra! Where are ya? I knew from my heart that the speaker was my sweetheart, my biggest daughter. Since conclusion ones love one was hard in this crisis, people around me began to copy my lines. Suddenly, I was surrounded by warmth, warmth of heart, made me completed pure hu creationity.\nYor missy there! a man beside me pointed to one of the dark corners.\nSandra! I used all of my vividness to crawl toward her. Fon ya at las! We cuddled together as if we were going to die and this was the last time we could carry at each other. epoch I enjoyed this happiness, there were noises in the upper floor, which was also abounding of our people.\nGrantomat! Grantomat! Bettio idinga w ena! Baby yakho ukufika! which stan...