Another day, another breath. I’m happy to be alive but I’m alone and depressed. My family is nowhere in sight. I look for them everyday and everynight. I’m leaving the country, I hope this is best for me. I hope to see my family I guess we will have to wait and see. I took the train to make it to the cabin. And after the train I am going on a wagon. After the train intersected into a crossroad, with the colors of red ,yellow, and orange I thought that the wheels would explode. As I snook of the train to make it on the wagon. I saw a bunch of older men gabbing. I took the wagon down the trail, it was a crisp, dark night. With the colors of black, purple, and blue I decided to write a letter to my friends so they could visualize my night. When the ride was over no one helped me out of the wagon, I guess because I’m black. …show more content…
As I wiped of my dress and I tried to gain back my poise, I stopped in my tracks as I heard a scary noise. I looked at the ground and you wouldn 't believe what I saw. A big, dark, brown ,muddy bear paw. Should I follow the tracks or face my slave owners wrath? I decided to follow the tracks, maybe I will make a legacy. This is very important it could be my destiny. As I kept walking I saw a little bit of light. I wonder what could happen on this dark and mysterious night? I opened the doors to the house slightly to see what is inside. The red, yellow, and orange fire brought out the natural color of my eyes. I finally found a home, and a safe place stay. This is where my freedom starts, and I believe good things can happen to us