Alison by Ashleigh, 6-W

January 3, 1840
Hi, my name is Ali. Real name: Alison Olivia Marvae. I am 13 years old and I'm a slave. I have no momma, brother, or sister. Only Dadda and a dolly named Grace. That is what we were gonna name my sister. She died from a terrible sickness after she was born, and my Mother got whipped to death by Mater Workshire. He's "Our" master. He is so rude. He knew my Momma had to lay down because she was about to faint. He just knew it and he whipped her soo much. I hate him! I love my Momma dearly. And if I did something bad, or couldn't work because I was sick, I bet he would whip me worse than eva before. I don't know it's such a disgrace to not work cause we are sick. It's not fair. Tomorrow me and my Dad are planning to get outta here. We are goin' on something called The Underground Railroad with some other slaves. I'm still scared. What will Master Workshire do to use if he finds out? Yet worse, do to us if he finds us? Lord, please help me, my dadda, and other slaves get outta here. Please, please help us.

***This is the first installment from Ashleigh. She will have another installment tomorrow. I can't wait to see what happens next, can you?

*grin*
Life.
Is.
Good.