Where am I? The last thing that I remember was whilst I was down at the river having a wash. I was suddenly surrounded by these horrible white men, one man aimed this long pointy think at me, he called it a gun which I had never heard of before. I thought it could be a dangerous weapon so I did what I was told. They put chains on me around my neck arms and feet they joined into one big chain which a man was pulling which jerked my neck and it hurt a lot, I was took to a beach where I saw a big ship and there in forts where a few people from my tribe and some which was not.
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