It was a dark night in the midst of a gloomy winter, when two hearts broke.
It was 18th century in Africa and it was a time of revolution, there was a small village out side of the town called Jacksbury where two young men lived, one white and the other black. There names were Jayden and Josh.
Jayden was the more fortunate as his father was a wealthy farmer unlike josh’s father who worked in a factory. Josh and his Dad were both born in England but moved to Africa later in the 18th century, they moved to Africa with the army as his dad was Major but decided to retire from the army before the great fight with the Red Army and then settled in Africa.
At the age of 5 they both met in park by playing football and them two were in the same team , since that day they became best friend but ‘what did they know’ that it was the start of something great.
As time moved on there friendship got stronger and stronger, they used to do everything together but the day came that nobody could have imagined …
The British had ruled over Africa since the 17th century and Lord Wilkinson was the most powerful general in the army and was the Ambassador of Africa and he said ‘all Black people should be handed to the army’ from that day all black people were put into captivity to make slave labour.
As days were going by, more and more Black people were getting court therefore getting sent to slave labour camps. The conditions in the camps were so bad they weren’t even suitable to live in; the people in the camps were chained up so they couldn’t escape. The people in the camps were doing hard manual work. The British were treating Black people as bulls and Josh knew this but just kept watching.
The next day Joshes father got a new job but what did he know that it was Jayden’s uncle’s previous job.
Jayden knew what was happening to his people but still took a laid back attitude despite all the difficulties. It was Friday and Jayden’ whole family was...