As the sun rose the next morning, Amari looked to see that
her village had been completely destroyed. The bodies of her friends and family
members lay on the ground and there was no one to preform the proper rites for
burials. Amari, along with twenty-four other villagers had survived the
slaughter. They were huddled and chained together. They were then made to march
to Cape Coast. Throughout the journey many of the slaves died and Amari was
heartbroken by this. As they arrived at Cape Coast, Amari and the rest of the
captives were guided to a huge white building made of bricks and stone. Amari
was then shoved inside a room with the rest of the women who had survived their
journey. Soon after, she befriends a woman named Afi. Afi is kind to her,
protects her and teaches her lessons that aid in her survival. Then one day,
without warning, Amari and the other
women are brought into the center of the prison by the white soldiers. Each
woman is thoroughly inspected by the soldiers to see if they are healthy. Amari
and the other healthy women are then taken through a door. On the other side of
the door is a beautiful white sandy beach. Before Amari had time to absorb the
atmosphere, she was dragged to what looked like a goat pen. Amari was held down
and branded. She screamed and screamed. The intense pain gradually subsided and
was replaced by a duller throbbing. Amari was then pleased to see Afi emerge
from the prison as well. Later that night, Amari thought back to the night she
was captured and she thought of her brother. She was glad her brother was not
there to endure any of the horrors. Then she managed to fall asleep.
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