I came to this island in search of ownership of myself, and my people. For years I have been on the receiving end of such
profligacy. I was beaten so much, that my body bears the scars of my ordeal. I
had attempted escape three times, and eventually when I escaped and I put my trust in those same people who has enslaved me, except now
they needed my help. Again I was disregarded treated like an animal, but I put
my faith in god, and he carried me through. I fought for my people, I was the voice for many like myself. Eventually I arrived on this island
with many slaves like myself, and we attempted to rebuild our lives. As bad as
I was treated, I am trapped in an internal battle with myself; my trust for others has been
tampered with so much I never know who to trust or what will happen next. I
will continue to fight for freedom of me and my brothers, and those who put us
through hell will undoubtedly suffer in the afterlife.
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