My slave story

By:Natalie Nyhof

I lived at a old house with not many rooms.  I had to do a lot of work one of the things was planting and picking vegetables.  One of the hardest things about my life was not having much food.

 

I decided to leave because I didn’t want to spend the rest of my life as a slave.

I traveled slow because if I went fast I was afraid that someone would find me.  I found my way by the north star at night and following the Moses on the trees at day.  I survived by using peoples houses.  I felt scared escaping.

 

I came across white families and dark families.  Some of the people gave me food and others just gave me a place to stay over the night.

 

When I reached freedom I settled in canada at a house with black people.

I chose that place to stay because I knew it would be safe there.

 

I felt so happy I was rejoicing with all the people around me.

I knew my grandfather did but I’m not sure about any others.