It had now been a week and 4 days since I had met Jim in the woods, I remembered that night had been very complicated for me.But since then we had come a long way, we had been going along the Mississippi since the day before that which allowed me to rest because the last week was hectic, we almost got discovered at least three times but now that we were on a quiet little river, There was no one left except a few slaves who wish us good luck and gave us at times a bit of their food. Since Jim had taught me to fish and to be satisfied with what I had. That night I not only had made myself a fellow traveller, an ally but a true friend.
How are we going to cook it? We only have my father’s lighter and we're on a wooden raft.
We need some fish to feed us the time to go up the river, it will take us a week to get to the end of the river.
We managed to catch a few fish, Jim told me that we must find a sharp stone and sharpen it to make a knife.Jim was going to ask me something, but a slave jumped in the water to join us but such as he didn’t know swim, one of his comrades helped him get back but he was crying. Jim felt bad because he knew the pain of slavery, this desire to flee, he recognized himself in the despair of this slave, I understood him.
What the hell is going on?!
Uh... Can I ask you a little question... Oh! No! Don't do that !
You’re right, but what did you want to tell me earlier?
We was sailing for 10 hours, Jim suggested that we stopped on a small spot quiet. We had not really spoken since the slave had wanted to join us, I felt that Jim had felt bad for not having helped him. He was desperate too before we met in the forest, now we run away together and help each other.
Nothing too important.
2. No, I’ll tell you.The night we had met, I had hesitated a lot on your proposal, I had been thinking a lot about reporting you or not because people thought I was dead and helping a fugitive was illegal. Say nothing and continue my way? I had thought about it but alone in nature I would not had lasted long. But you had become my friend, and I couldn’t leave you so I helped you.But to sum up, yes, I had hesitated a lot but not for a second I regretted my choice.
I told him everything, I hoped he wouldn’t blame me for had hesitated, we don’t hesitate when it comes to helping a friend.
1. I wanted to ask you if you hesitated before you helped me escape. But that’s a stupid question.
I don’t want to lose you, Jim, you’re the father I never had.
I told him everything I had on my heart, he reassured me and protected me as a father would have done with his son except that he was not my father yet he seemed to be mine.
I don’t want to lose you either, you’re like a fifth child to me.
In the middle of the night....
I'm afraid, Jim !It's too dark and cold.
Don’t worry, it’s temporary. Fall asleep, I’m here.
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