Short Story - A Slave Narrative

slew everywhere. People I did not know, moreover I knew they were not from this place. They were prop firecrackers and they rolled them on our kind. I only hear screaming, let loose everywhere. Including my own cries. People merely burst into my house and thus dragged every unriv al atomic number 53ed come forth. My children, my husband, and my family disappeared in the crowd. The strangers ripped off our clothes, do us feel thither was no protection rough us.\nNaked masses were fasten together, iodin by superstar was dragged on the huge thing. I had never seen this scenario before, in bowel move manpowert of me was blue water, it seems unfathomable. It was very move on the boat, people all huddled together, both men and women. Did not know only how long it took, were trapped in this space. Because in that location was no toilet, so we had to defecate, so the whole environs reeks. Someone tried to pass on suicide, some people were act to survive, praying that ever ything will turn out fine. For pregnant women who gave birth to a child in this unsportsmanlike environment, they had to bears the facts that they may have died during the labor. past I heard a voice that I knew for years\nMa! Ma! My look followed the sound, I hunted for the sound. Ma!\nSandra! Where are ya? I knew from my lovingness that the speaker was my sweetheart, my biggest daughter. Since finding ones loved one was hard in this crisis, people around me began to imitate my lines. Suddenly, I was surrounded by hotness, warmth of heart, made me realized pure(a) humanity.\nYor girl there! a man beside me pointed to one of the dark corners.\nSandra! I use all of my strength to squinch toward her. Fon ya at las! We cuddled together as if we were going to die and this was the polish time we could look at each other. While I enjoyed this happiness, there were noises in the stop number floor, which was also full of our people.\nGrantomat! Grantomat! Bettio idinga wena! pande r yakho ukufika! which stan...