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Diary assessment of a slave from Africa
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Dear Diary,
I am called Binte I am one of the women that has been trapped inside the great horrifying white bird that has gulped me down and I am currently in the birds stomach, I have so much fear inside me it makes me wonder if I am going to ever be set free from there disgusting pain I only wish to have my family beside me. I remember the days were I was free to play with my friends, and I was told that no harm would come to us when I was 15 years old I had to be taught how to clean, cook and all the important jobs I had to do when became women. It was not just me that had to be trained to become a woman it was all very exciting because I knew one day that I also would have my own family and would have to put these skills in to action. We had been told that we had to always carry a weapon for any reason like for example getting kidnapped by a white man or defending from animals, but one day I just forgot I wanted from all the hard work I’ve been doing. So I went in the bushes it was like a jungle so refreshing I never wanted to leave that beautiful place well I should of just not moved that’s what got me captured in their hands I was even very surprised when black people helped I was crying out loud so that my god can help me. They had put me in chains that I did not like it had hurt so much that I could barely scream for help the odd material dug into my skin. I had wondered why theses people treat my kind with the harmful whips, and then I had remembered what my father had told me even when I was a little girl, they are jealous of our strength, and what we could do and they took those people because they could not be bothered to do it own their own that they were lazy people with no hearts, and even if they

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