My legs were close to melting as I rushed towards the ditch. I crept through the hole of an entrance, revealing a small society of slaves like me! Centered from the crowd was a darker man, holding something with words and pictures decorating it. He was called John, who lead these meetings. John pronounced words and described pictures on the paper, making sure everyone understood. As the process continued, I knew the education would give me a God-given opportunity on a new life…. a chance of freedom against the sadistic likes of slavery… and a beginning to my ultimate adventure..
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