Jim Crow laws still existed in the southern states
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I ran, and ran until there was nothing left but trees in sight. I ran through the woods, my heart pounding and my feet constantly slamming at the ground frantically. I was scared for my life because behind me was a killer. A killer who slaughtered everyone I ever loved and is now coming for me.
I cringed at every twig that broke, and every leaf that crunched beneath my feet because I knew he could hear me. The autumn wind was cold and relentless pushing me back as I pushed forward.
He came closer and closer to me and my heart raced higher with every step he took that was closer to me than before. I did not want to die. But I was helpless against him. I found a hollowed out tree and quickly sheltered within. I heard him run past me and I stayed quiet.
As soon as I knew he was gone, I cried and cried. Everyone I ever loved is dead, I am truly alone, and now I know that there is no man I can trust.
Reasoning for writing this bit:
I wanted to have fun and write a story. now i'm gonna make a book on this.
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Charles "Slim" Chauppetta Sr. was last seen in Hopedale, Louisiana, before the hurricane.
