Slave

I will never forget the day the pale people crossed the ocean to capture us . As much as I try to forget and push it out of my mind , somehow it finds a way to weasel itself back into my head . It's like you are constantly being killed only your still alive , you feel as if it is dissembling you piece by piece but does not know where to start . your trapped with no one to talk to as your mother works for another master .

16 September 1759