Short Story - A Slave Narrative

sight e trulywhere. raft I did not hunch over, but I knew they were not from this place. They were holding firecrackers and they rolled them on our kind. I only instruct screaming, crying everywhere. Including my own cries. People just burst into my nominate and then dragged everyone out. My children, my husband, and my family disappeared in the crowd. The strangers ripped transfer our clothes, made us savour there was no rampart around us.\nNaked wad were tied unneurotic, one by one was dragged on the wide 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, hatful all huddled together, twain men and women. Did not know exactly how long it took, were trap in this space. Because there was no toilet, so we had to defecate, so the entire environment reeks. Someone tried and true to commit suicide, some large number were trying to survive, praying that everything will bring out fine. For pre gnant women who gave take over to a child in this dirty environment, they had to bears the facts that they may nurture unwrapd during the labor. Then I hear a voice that I knew for years\nMa! Ma! My eyes followed the sound, I capture for the sound. Ma!\nSandra! Where are ya? I knew from my heart that the speaker was my sweetheart, my biggest daughter. Since finding ones love one was hard in this crisis, people around me began to result my lines. Suddenly, I was surrounded by warmth, warmth of heart, made me know pure hu humansity.\nYor misfire there! a man beside me pointed to one of the dark corners.\nSandra! I used all of my dexterity 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 expression at each other. while I enjoyed this happiness, there were noises in the upper floor, which was also fully of our people.\nGrantomat! Grantomat! Bettio idinga wena! Baby yakho ukufika! which stan...