"The call of Freedom"
Story by Juliana , for Husein England

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I shivered as I looked at the full bright moon. It gave us light to see, but, in that same light, the slave catchers could also see us.
"Keep moving," our leader whipered. "Don't make a noise."
My younger sister clung to me as we silentle ran on.
"How do we know we're going north?" my father asked quietly.
"Follow he north star," answered Mrs. Tubman. "Just follow the noth star, and we'll get to freeom."
Freedom. Yes. Soon, we'd be free.

The End


Story by: Juliana, age 12, USA

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