A Complaining Slave

The New World isn't what I expected it to be. I came from a loving, successful family from Guinea, Africa to a greedy country considered to be the "perfect world." Why did I have to voyage across the ocean to work in the fields? Why did I have to leave my family behind? Why do I have to suffer through starvation, beatings, and unwanted ness? Life on the plantation farm isn't what it's all caught up to be. I get up at the break of dawn, work all day with the hot, throbbing sun beating on my back, and I go to bed whenever the master allows me too. I am not allowed to talk, sing, or make eye…