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Everyone knew where she came from but did not know her name. They made up their own falsehoods, each according to their own taste, those who seen her that moment, forgotten her the next, but it took longer for those who knew her as they lived with her and as they seen me pamper her. Now they forgot her, but I refuse. She was, she is my best thing, not me, as he tried to make me into a fool. The white man tried to end my world once before, they tried to end my happiness, my freedom, take away my best thing. I would not allow them to do it, it was all up to me, everybody else would not do nothing knowing the Look of the four white folks.
Approximate Word count = 431 Approximate Pages = 1.7 (250 words per page double spaced)
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