Around 1843 Dr. Emerson died suddenly. Leaving us with with his widow Irene Emerson. Personally I envied her.. she wasn't looked down upon as much as me.
Right after Dr. Emerson died we had to moved to Mrs. Emerson's father Alexander Sanford Plantation in St. Louise County. I was at a free territory. Sometimes it would cross on my mind to fight for freedom but was I really going to do it.
For the past three years we worked for other people. While Mrs. Emerson would collect out wages. I was tired of this I could not take this anymore.
So.. I talked to my husband Dred. I told him how tired I was of this lifestyle. Just because of our skin color we were judged. He agreed and we decided to take legal action in April 6, 1846.
After 2 years of waiting our case was finally on trial. It took a long time but I still had a bit of hope that me and my family would be free at last..
After ten of years of fighting taking this case all the way to supreme court. We were determined to be slaves again. During the case my heart dropped and my palms were shaking. I was just so upset about it.. How could I not be? I had this small hope but it was crushed up