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Personal Narrative Essay: The Slave

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The Slave We were standing in the middle of Atlanta Georgia when we were sold of to our master me and my closest and only friend Ariana. We were praying for our lives on the spot we knew our everyday life would be over as soon as the buyer pulled out his or her leather clothed wallet. I remember my mother getting gashed with the guards metal shining bayonet on the guard rifle they made watch gush out her last breath as our punishment for not letting go. But it wasn't long before we both noticed that letting go was the last smart option we had. We were finally called on by our new master and mistress. “those niggers” the mistress reclaimed. I had already gotten a bad feeling about who was gonna be hobbling and beating us for the rest of our …show more content…

She had slaved over a stove all day and cleaned the house all day i wondered why if she had slaves along with us. Wondered we did, but the women was the nicest we had ever met since our mother. She taught us the ways of how to read and write or at least she did to my dearest friend Ariana. And she was the person who had taughten me. Our plan was going magnificent. It was all going our way, we were learning the english language and becoming the mistress's friend was only a bonus. Our plan was to teach the other slaves english so that we could all team up and make an army to take down the confederate army ourselves. We wanted our freedom back and we wanted it bad. Like i said our intention to sabotage the confederate army was going accordingly to plan. Until. The master had found out that the mistress had been teaching Ariana to to learn the language. And it all went downhill from there. The master had gotten so paranoid of me and Ariana that he went as far as strapping bells to us to hear our every move. Before the master had found us out ,by every night we had gotten at least one slave taughten the language. But know we were lucky to teach them a word. We had no clue as to how to continue our so called “plan” which wasn't even much of a plan any longer. Me and Ariana had finally thought of another plan a very good reasoning plan. And it

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