As I was picking cotton one day, I just knew I had to get out of here. There was nothing good for me and if I didn't get out soon, I knew something bad was going to happen. That night, when all the lights were off, I slipped out of my bed and ran as fast as I could through the fields just hoping no one was going to see me. I knew I was going the right way when I saw that north star. As day began to break, I heard the sound of animals. I found a place to hide. I stayed there all say until night. As night fell I got up and ran almost the whole way. I could hear water; I just didn't know how close it was. It got louder and louder and finally I saw it. Blue water. I close my eyes and sit down. A voice startles me. I get up and there is a black man about 20 ft. in front of me. "You runnin away?" he said. "I got a boat, and I can take you across the river." We get in the boat and get across the river. He takes me to the nearest safe house. “Go nock on the door.” he said. I go up and knock. An old man with a beard opens the door. He sticks his hand out. “Hi. My name Robert.” He welcomes me in. His wife and kids welcome me to the nicest dinners I have ever had. The kids had so many questions it was unbelievable. They told me that it wasn’t safe for me to stay in the main part of the house. They show me to the attack and give me blankets to use. In the morning I have to go. Roberts wife packs me food to eat on the way to