Part one of term paper
My story begins when I was 12. Years old. My father and I were born into slavery. A family in Georgia owned us. We lived on a big farm and the family pertained two adults, and two kids. There were at least 7 of us slaves. My father and I worked out in the fields picking cotton. Some of us worked outside while the rest of us worked insid ...

Part two of term paper
... only time we were in the house was to sleep. We got out of bed about 6:00 to start work. Well, my father hated to see me grow up as a slave. I hated to see him worry about it so much. So one night, he thought of a plan. He told me “Clare, I’m gonna get you outa here soon.” He thought to run away one night and run to freedom. I got worried. I knew that if we got caught, that the white people would punish us. I never learned to read or write. My dad said that if the white people knew I ...