I have been on an adventure since I wrote to you last. My friend Fanny and I were smuggled aboard a ship bound for Philadelphia. We were for the first time treated well, and I felt that it was to deceive us. I was watching my back, feeling as though any moment they would sell us for a reward.
But dear reader, I am free. And in my first moment of freedom do you know what I felt? I felt so utterly abandoned and alone. My emptiness consumed me, and I began to morn the loss of my family.
But just as the dawn breaks the day with a ray of light, so did hope in my life when this morning Fanny and I stood on the ships deck and watched the sun rise over what we knew was free soil. I can not put into words what this all meant to me. But I am free.
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