Short Story On Whippinger

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I could hear the metal snapping as the axle that spun broke. Mr.Anderson would be mad ... really mad. It was the second tool I'd broken in the past month and this was not just a shovel. It was one of only two cotton gins on the whole plantation. I was sure to get a whipping. "What was that noise!" bellowed Mr.Anderson. "It was nothing sir."I said Mr.Anderson, who was a short stocky man, went over and inspected the cotton gin. "What happened?"he asked. "The axle got caught on something and broke"I said, but I had actually put a few large stones in the cotton gin to break it while some of the others were staging a slowdown. Mr.Anderson picked up one of the stones and said"I think that you are lying" I could already tell I was going to get a whipping. He walked over to me and grabbed me by the collar. "You'r coming with me"he said. He dragged me over to the barn and locked me in. "I can't deal with you right now so you will get your whipping later." he said. I shuddered at the thought of being whipped. Almost all of the whippings ended up with the person dying soon after.I had to find a way out. I started shaking the boards on the barn to see …show more content…

It came away in my hands like stale bread. I had two thoughts racing through my head at the time. I had to escape and run to the north, and I had to bring by brother Matthew with me. He was the only family I had left. He was working at the far side of the plantation on the east side at the edge of the field. I reached the east side of the plantation after ten minutes of weaving in and out of store houses and the trees that bordered all of the fields. I got close to my brother and got his attention. When he had gone over to where I was, I told him that we were leaving. We had been planning this for over a week and we knew that nobody would be by that half of the plantation for a little less an hour. He nodded and said "Let's get going

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