Letter To Harriet Tubman's Death Of A Slave

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Today, we woke up at around 3:30 a.m. just to go eat and then go to work in the fields. Some days, the white people who owned us, liked to be nice and weren’t as harsh to us. But then some days, if we didn’t oink the amount of cotton or tobacco that they wanted, we would get lashed. But you see the number always changed. Some days they would want 40 pounds of cotton picked but other days, they would want 140 pounds. I am getting so tired of living my life like this, other blacks say that there is really nothing we can do, nut I believe there is. A lot of us, want to escape but don’t know how we could. We are always being watched, there is never a time when we are alone. They treat us like we are animals, like we are completely different but really we …show more content…

The only thing that is different about us is the color of our skin, THAT’S IT. NOTHING MAJOR.
Today, we finally built up enough courage and strength to try and run away from the white people. One of my close friends, Harriet Tubman, decided that she was tired of how us slaves were getting treated. She finally escaped from her masters in 1849. We, slaves, have seen Harriet many times after she escaped. She comes back to rescue us. Ever since she escaped, she was always worried about us and always worried if we were okay and even if we were still alive. She has led hundreds/ thousands to freedom through the Underground Railroad. Harriet Tubman was trying to find something so we could all escape because if you know her, you know that she always puts other first. She never only thinks about her self. She puts herself in harm just to

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