This date, this date wich married my life for ever. One day of June 1850 of the coast of Sierra Leone, , a horrible, an inhuman thing arrived at me. My name is Cinque and I am going to tell you my story. It was in June 1850, a day ordinary as the others, suddenly peole captured me. I didn’t have time to blow that I was already bound with a rope. I began to worry. I saw around me, people having undergone the same fate as me. Some cried, others remained strong. The whites who had captured us, took to uss on a beat called « The Amiskad », we were crammed. When we announced me I will be sold at Auction, I burst immediately into tears. I said to myself that I would never see my family and my friends again. I was never so anxious of all my life. I refused my fate, I didn’t want to be used as a labour force and I was determined to see again my family. This is why I combined courage and force to escape. My act was raised, I would have been able to die at any time. Thanks to president Lincoln, we all found our independance. Even if this experience was awful, I was able to discover in me a new man. A man persevering, who has never given up and who it’s beaten for him and for his family.cool