This is a narrative that I wrote, thats about a person in Africa who gets kidnapped and soon becomes a slave. Read, and you will find out about his life as a slave in America.

It was a nice sunny day in our home village. We were preparing for a feast that we have every year. My sisters and brothers had to help make the food, while I started a bonfire for everybody to dance around. By the time the sun came down I was finally finished. It isn’t as easy as it seems. Finally we were done with the preparations so that the feast could begin!

During this time we danced around the fire ate the delicious food that my brothers and sisters helped prepare. This time was my favorite time of the whole year because its always 1 day before my birthday. This year I would be turning 21.

After hours of feasting we finally went to bed. I had to admit, I was pretty darn tired. So I went to my comfy bed next to the shores and went to sleep. While sleeping I heard a strange noise. I heard men shouting in the distance and a heavy object crash against the sands. “Its probably just Dad having a bad dream” I said to my self. He and Mom sleeps a little further down the shore. So I went back to sleep although I could swear I herd footsteps approaching me and the village behind me when I was half asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, I saw the weirdest thing. There were all sorts of food on the ground. Cooked meat, fresh bananas, oranges you name it, were making a straight line heading towards the bend of the shores and still going further. I thought it was some sort of blessing from the gods but I didn’t have a good feeling about it. Even so I quickly stood up and started picking up the food heading towards the bend because the whole village was right on my tail.

I kept on going until I passed the bend and went further until reached the spot where my Mom and Dad were sleeping last night. I looked back for a second but I didn’t see them. It was weird but I still kept going. And so I kept on going until the food came up a long wide piece of wood leading up somewhere. I didn’t even bother to look around. This was the meat section! Once we reached the top of the piece of wood we came upon an even bigger piece of wood at least 10 xs bigger! The food then led us into a dark pit. In the end it led to the end of this dark pit and I finally bothered to look around. “Mom, Dad? , and a big door shut.

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