Right now i am a free slave but it wasn't always like that. Now that I looks back at what i have been through, it seem like a miracle that i am here. I am in Canada and it is a great place.I have been only here a week but things seem to get better. We are treated better, the children have more of education and things are going to get better (I just know it!). It all started when i worked for the McKenzies close to the Atlantic. I worked hard everyday and night. I barely slept. From lifting heavy things to doing the gardening, i did everything. One day, another black slave told me that people were exiting the states to the greater north. Obviously it is nearly impossible to not get caught. Apparently she (Celina) got the directions from her cousin who recently ran away. I agreed to go with her on this journey. To get the North we had to follow the North star. She had a quilt with her which showed us directions. Even though i didn't understand how to read the quilt, she obviously did. When we came upon a nearby White village she would take the right turn. After 4 days of rough survival, we reached a deport. We met some people at a hut, where they gave us food and told us we are not that far away. I slept with Celina close by, knowing we would get through after this rough times. After all, the only food we had recently were dirty river water and berries from bushes.
BY ABDULLAH
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Underground_Railroad
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