Tell the Story – Underground Railroad

Tell the Story

I lived in Kentucky U.S.A. It was brutal. I worked as a tobacco collector and I also shucked corn. Sometimes my owner wants me to pick the worms and caterpillars off the plants and if I missed one I would have to eat them and that is my worst job that I have I have. The hardest part of being a slave was escaping. The number of people that did it successfully 100,000 at the most I think. Even the free countries were after you and they did it for the reward.  So you are not safe anywhere. And when you grow up with your fake parents. You grow up in confusion. You are always wondering who your real parents are.

I decided to flee because I wanted to be able to read and write and be able to go around without my owner. I hitchhiked and hopped on trains. I found people that would want to come with  me. I found my way by a map and a compass the compass stopped working so we had to use our brain to figure out where we were. We boiled our water clean and hunted for our food with hand made tools. I felt scared and confused but relieved because I might succeed.

We came across good people and bad people. The good people gave us fresh water and food and showed us the best ways to go and the safest. They threw a riot and had a sign saying something that was supporting the U.R.R. And they would carry around a paper and people would tally on what they thought about the U.R.R then they would go to show it to the owner of the plantation. A lot of the times they got kicked out and reported to the police but one or two times it worked with the owner. It is at least a try right?