I am Charlotte. I work as a domestic servant in a tavern. I am the laundress. I work besides many slaves and witness how hard their life is compared to mine, even though we do many of the same jobs. I came to the colonies as an indentured servant which means that my journey was payed for by my master. I now owe them seven years of service. My parents did not approve of my decision to move here, and they still live in London, but I feel strongly that their is a better life to be had here and that one day I may be able to own a shop of my own. In my daily life I witness the life of slaves. The cook of the tavers name is Kristina. She works hard every day and will never be free. We are very close friends and I often talk to her about the hardships of being enslaved. Kristina has to work very hard to raise her family every day while still cooking all the meals in the tavern. I witness all the ways that she tries to teach her children about their African heritage. Sometimes she even sneaks off to gatherings at the nearby plantations. She knows that I am aware when she leaves to go the gatherings, and has made me sware that I will never tell anybody what she does. I she was caught she could be severely punished. Both her and I sleep above where we work. I sleep above the laundry room, and am responsible to make sure that all the guests sheets and clothing get cleaned. She sleeps above the kitchen and has to wake up early each morning to ensure that every meal for all the tavern guests is ready to be served.  She works very hard and I often wonder what I must be like to know that she will never be free.  When she is done cooking all the meals she often serves me and the other slaves leftovers. We all gather and eat in my workspace, the laundry. We eat there because there is the most spare space there because their is the most spare working space and that way none of the other workers need to worry about where they are going make space for all of us to eat.  During the day I try try to work outside as often as possible. The water pump is there and if I work near it I do not need to carry the heavy laundry as far from in the tavern to the laundry. Kristina tells me that when she sneaks off for gatherings that their are slaves who do jobs like working in the wealthy plantation owners house, and on his fields.  She says that all the slaves who work the fields are even more tired than we are, and I can’t even begin to think of how hard their lives must be.  I have been able to meet the slaves who work across the main road in the Randolph house. They are house slaves, and are not even able to attend the gatherings, because they are always with their master.  I feel very excited to be done with my time as a servant. I think that with my new knowledge of the colony I will be able to start a new business once I am free.  I notice that sometimes Kirstina seems depressed she seems sad not for herself but for her children whom she knows will never be free because they were born to an enslaved mother. I wish that I could help her some way but deep down I know that there’s nothing I can do to help her besides being her friend.