Your letter brought tears to my eyes. Although we live in different times and in vastly different circumstances, I feel a connection to you that transcends our differences. My name is Moet, and I am a topless dancer at Magic City in Atlanta.
Working in the club can be tough, but it's nothing compared to what you and your fellow slaves endured. The hardships and struggles that you describe are beyond anything I have ever experienced. I can't even begin to fathom what life must have been like for you. I am humbled and inspired by your strength and resilience in the face of unimaginable adversity.
Your letter made me realize that there are so many things I don't know about the lives of slaves like you. I've heard stories, of course, but I don't know what to believe. Is it true that if a slave tries to run away, their foot will be cut off? Do the overseers rape you at will, as some have said? And how are babies treated if they are born to a slave and an overseer?
I apologize if my questions are insensitive or offensive. I just want to learn more about your experiences and the lives of other slaves like you. I want to honor your strength and resilience by understanding the full extent of the struggles that you faced.
Thank you for your letter, Abigail. It has opened my eyes to a world that I cannot fully understand but will do my best to learn more about.
Part 1: Abigail's First Letter: https://www.relentlessaaron.net/dear-moet/
Part 3: Abigail's Reply: https://www.relentlessaaron.net/dear-moet-part-3/