Dear Diary, It’s June 16, 1802 and my name is Hattie May Hawkins and I am from Bunn North Carolina. I have three sistahs Oprah Lee, Betty Loo and Alma Jean. Ma and Pa are dead, they got lynched one night we were leaving church in 1803. Since that night I’s been taking care of all three of my sistahs trying to keeps us together but I’s knows it’s a matter of time fo that old white man comes and tear us apart. June 18, 1802 My sistah Betty Loo came running into the shack screaming as she held her stomach. What happened child? I asked her, still shaking she said I’s been raped by a white man on my way to town this morning. I yelled for Alma Jean to go get a pale of water from the wale. We cleaned her up and I cooked for her. Later that night the same white man who raped her came to the house with their guns out yelling for us to come out. All of us came out on the porch we’s was scared to death. The father said which one of yall niggas lied on my boy saying yall got raped? No one said a word, you could hear a pin drop. The son pointed to Betty Loo and said that one pa. He cocked his rifle back and shot Betty Loo in the head and just like that my sistah was gone. December 12, 1802 It’s been a while since I wrote I’s been very depress since my Betty Loo died and today is the day I’s been dreading. It’s auction day. A white man called Robert Allen was outside waiting for me and Alma Jean. We’s was
