Luella was shoved into a cart brutally. She was taken away from her family not too long ago. Her previous slave owner, Mr. Sill, had told her and the other slaves that five of them were going to be sold in an auction. She was bought, and she shut her eyes tightly as she remembered the tears and cries of anguish from her brothers and mother. The ropes around her mouth, legs, and arms were cut as Mr. Martins, her new slave owner, dragged her into his plantation. "You'll be workin' as a household slave yuh hear me?" He asked. Luella nodded as she was pushed into a small room where A young man was fixing a shattered window. "That there's Chris, you treat him with respect, yuh understand?" He asked, looming over Luella. "This is your room, Chris is just fixin' that there window that was shattered by the dumb slave before you" he cursed under his breath as he walked out. Luella stared at Chris. She was shaking out of fright and clutched onto the blanket she was allowed to bring.
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