Dear diary I don't know if I can handle this anymore it is just too tough. Me and some of the other slaves talked about just running for it, but many of us are too scared. I have created a bond with a girl slave. Her name is Abigale. Abigale is catching a cold out here and is just too weak to even think of working more. But she has to work, or our master will punish her, we've been told to call our owner for master and if we would refuse a punishment would follow up. I've never been punished myself, simply because I'm too scared of what is going to happen with me. My master is mean, tough and he has set some tight rules like we can't talk with each other under work. We just get fed enough to survive.
Day 2
Dear diary I just woke up, and don't get much time before my master wakes us. Then I got to work but I wanted to write about my time here. Andre, is one of the slaves that cause problems, because he doesn't wanted to work, so yesterday my master got tired of him and he got out with something in his hands that I couldn't identify. He yelled for us to group up. He took Andre on the arm and drag him upfront. He would beat him with a stick of a kind. I didn't know what it was made of, but he just kept beating him and kicking him nearly to his death. He told us if anyone wanted to join him, they should go up now. We all went quiet like a mouse. We were so scared. We got told to help Andre up, so I helped him back to the barn where I stitched him up with the materials we had.
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