First of all, I think slavery is very unfair. Slaves are treated like properties instead of people. If you own a slave, you could do what ever you wanted to "it". Slaves have no right to talk and no ways to express themselves. If I were able to change this, I will do what ever I can to help the slaves. If my country has slavery, I will try to find a way to gather a group that can help them get away and reach freedom. This is a short story of how I did it.
I am a worker of the government and the government has been complaining about the missing slaves that began to disappear since last month. They sent me to check things out...
This day, I pretended to be a guy who wants to send slaves out of the country. I went down to the street looking for people who might have sent the slaves away. Since the government made a rule that anyone who helped slaves should be killed, no one was interested. Just as I'm about to give up, I saw a person wearing a hat who was walking down the street. I walked up and tried to talk to him. When I stood beside him, he was shocked and he tried to walk away faster. I felt strange, so I followed him. Soon he began to run and I chased him till he stopped. I walked towards him and took off his hat. I saw a person all covered with dirt. I notice that he was a slave and I asked him what he is doing here. He was too frightened even to talk. Then I realized why.
" You are a run away slave, that's why you were so nervous right?" I asked
"Yes, you treated us like we were "things". Now what are you going to do about me?" he shouted like he wasn't afraid at all.
" I won't hurt you, in fact, I wanted slavery to end so badly that I was searching on the streets for someone who can help me save the slaves." I lied.
"Really? Is that true?" he asked. "We have a team."
" A team? How does that work? I thought slaves can't communicate with anyone." I said.
" It started a month ago. Come I can bring you to our meeting area with other slaves." so he told me to follow him.
He brought me to an old park and told me everyone was inside. I saw a lot lot slaves resting in the area. Then, a woman in a pink hat came out and welcomed me. I came out with an idea that she was the "commander in chief". I followed her into a small room fulled with maps.
She said "These are our maps of the roads we can escape. The next team to escape is the blue team. They have already stayed here for over 2 weeks. We must think of a fast and safe way for them to go."
I asked her "Why are you helping these slaves, I mean, from the look of your clothes and how you dressed, you are quite rich right?"
She answered "Don't you have the same feeling as I do? You know, to save the slaves?"
" Yes of course, sorry about what I asked, let's continue," I replied nervously.
"Well I believe we can go this way," she said as she pointed a long street that runs to the end of the northern border of our country. "But the problem is that how do we get there?"
"I can help you because my house is just beside the border." I said thinking that I can tell the government and capture them all at once.
"OK, then we will do it tomorrow! Have a good sleep tonight!" she shouted out loud and walked to her bedroom.
After that, I went back home to take a rest and told the government where they will go tomorrow. The government said that they will send a group of army and arrest the slaves tomorrow when they reached the border.
The next day, I joined the team and we rushed to the border of the country and the group of army suddenly came out. I pretended that I was surprised. Then the "commander in chief" shouted out loudly to tell the slaves to run back to where they came. The commander herself was captured and shot by the head immediately. For a minute, I felt guiltiness rushing through all over my hold body. "Why is she giving up her life for the slaves?" I asked to myself. Then I took a look at the slaves running and crying with pain, as they get killed on by one by the government's army. Now I know the answer. The slaves weren't THINGS. They were also human beings. I found out that what I did was actually wrong.
After the massacre, I went back once again to the other remaining slaves and told them what happened. I told them we were captured accidentally and only I have managed to come back. They all believed in me and we prepared a route for all the remaining slaves. The next day, we traveled through the border and never came back. All of the slaves found families in this peaceful country and they lived happily ever after.
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