This Is a First Person Analysis Essay on the Middle Passage Slave Trade

History has forgotten those who died in the Middle passage. For me it was just yesterday. As white men came into my village and tore me away from everything I had ever known. Taking me to an unknown ship which would be worse than a living death.
I saw the ships coming into port. Lined up in front and behind me were hundreds of others who had been "selected" to go to this new world. They branded us and shackled our wrists and ankles, leaving just enough slack to rip my skin off and allow me to stumble forward. …