Frederick was working inside the house, cleaning stuff here and there. While cleaning, he overheard Mr. Auld talking to Mrs. Auld. Frederick was a curious boy and decided to eavesdrop on them. “Honey, you need to stop teaching the slaves to read and write, it would only do them bad and it’s also against the law here. Also, you are not supposed to be nice to the slaves as they would gain more courage and want to do more things other than slavery!” Mr. Auld had said. “Oh dear, I didn’t realize it was against the law. I will stop immediately!” Mrs. Auld replied. Douglass brushed it off thinking that their conversation didn’t mean anything but couldn’t help but think why would learning to read and write corrupt us and leave slavery? Is that even a thing?
The next day Frederick was off to work. He was excited to see Mrs. Auld and her warm smile, heck, he was always excited to see her. As Frederick was working he had seen Mrs. Auld but she didn’t look the same. It had seemed like her bright smile has turned into a low frown and whenever she looked at a slave her eyes were filled with hatred. All Frederick could think was what had happened to Mrs. Auld? Nothing seemed the same anymore. It was just like any other plantation: Dark, scary, cries of slaves that are being whipped and the expression of amusement plastered onto Mr. and Mrs. Aulds face once a slave was getting hurt. Frederick knew that this was going to happen but he didn't realize it would happen today.
Mrs. Auld has seemed like a total different person. It’s like her body has been possessed by a demon. The slaves went from loving her presence to feeling chills once she was around. Frederick never knew that slavery had change the nicest person into a cold and heartless sole. On this day he learned sometimes even power can show your inner demons.