Laurie AnbersonAge 45
Missisippi.
I'm a slave because they were selling me to people in Town telling them that I am good at cooking, washing, and cleaning.
Laurie Anberson is my name I got abused, physically and emotionally, and I have been whipped and raped.
One day I went out to buy food and stuff for the house to clean with. Crossing the street to the supermarket there was a guy standing there looking sharp as a knife. When i got out of the supermarkets he was still there. Crossing the street he came along and asked me if i needed help with the grocery bags. I thought to myself, "Oh god! Hold me and don't let me go. This guy is so sweet and nice." I looked at him and said, "Yes, thank you" with a soft voice.
Then walking some few streets he asked, "What's your name?"
I stopped and said, "Laurie Anberson is my name."
He looked and smile and said, "Mr. Smith, you can call me Mr. Smith. Nice meeting you Ms. Anderson" I looked and smiled.

Going back home two of the slaves saw me with Mr. Smith and that's when it went wrong. When I got back home I got beat down on the floor. Whipped 20 times and raped 13 times by the master.
I couldn't do anything about it. My only thought was, "Why me God? Let this pain go away, please."
I never did forget each one of those days when i got whipped, raped, and abused emotionally. Months passed and the master died. No one knows how he really died. Some say they killed him and others say he killed himself. To me it didn't matter. All I know is that everything changed after the master died.
I thought this day would have never come, but I prayed.
"Thank You God!" I yelled when I heard the news, happy of life because I am not a slave anymore.
Now I'm starting a new beginning trying to leave the past behind, even though it's really hard. My life is different now that I'm not a slave. I found a great guy along my life. Now I'm having a child and I'm going to name her Melinda. I learned that life is not just like it seems to be, life is full of great things, but also hard and painful. I just had to move on and try hard. I pray to God and everything will be ok...
One day I went out to buy food and stuff for the house to clean with. Crossing the street to the supermarket there was a guy standing there looking sharp as a knife. When i got out of the supermarkets he was still there. Crossing the street he came along and asked me if i needed help with the grocery bags. I thought to myself, "Oh god! Hold me and don't let me go. This guy is so sweet and nice." I looked at him and said, "Yes, thank you" with a soft voice.
Then walking some few streets he asked, "What's your name?"
I stopped and said, "Laurie Anberson is my name."
He looked and smile and said, "Mr. Smith, you can call me Mr. Smith. Nice meeting you Ms. Anderson" I looked and smiled.

Going back home two of the slaves saw me with Mr. Smith and that's when it went wrong. When I got back home I got beat down on the floor. Whipped 20 times and raped 13 times by the master.
I couldn't do anything about it. My only thought was, "Why me God? Let this pain go away, please."
I never did forget each one of those days when i got whipped, raped, and abused emotionally. Months passed and the master died. No one knows how he really died. Some say they killed him and others say he killed himself. To me it didn't matter. All I know is that everything changed after the master died.
I thought this day would have never come, but I prayed.
"Thank You God!" I yelled when I heard the news, happy of life because I am not a slave anymore.
Now I'm starting a new beginning trying to leave the past behind, even though it's really hard. My life is different now that I'm not a slave. I found a great guy along my life. Now I'm having a child and I'm going to name her Melinda. I learned that life is not just like it seems to be, life is full of great things, but also hard and painful. I just had to move on and try hard. I pray to God and everything will be ok...


