I left the plantation at night. Before I slipped out, I felt a hand grab my arm and I had a moment of fear until I realized that it was my older brother Tomas. I calmed down and hugged him goodbye, I would miss him, but he had insisted to stay behind to take care of our mama who was too old to escape. As I let go of him, he slipped something in my pocket and whispered, “Use this if you get into trouble. I couldn’t tell what it was, but my time to leave was slipping away and I couldn’t stop to take a closer look. I slipped it into my pocket, said goodbye and headed on my way. As I fingered it, I guessed it was a pass, a fake one that some of the slaves had that said they were free. I had only the clothes on my back and a little bit of bread. I followed the northstar but soon enough, there were clouds covering the sky. Luckily, I remembered something my Mama taught me a few years ago. Moss on trees grew facing North. I found moss and followed it. When the sun was coming up, I heard a wagon coming down a road near by. I quickly hid behind some trees as they passed me. However they slowed down and came to a stop right in front of me. I peeked out from behind my tree and saw a quilt was draped over the top of the wagon. It had a Shoofly pattern on it and I knew the wagon was here to help. I got in the bottom with a few other slaves I had never seen before. I closed my eyes and slept until dawn. When the sun began to set, the wagon let us off a few miles from a safe house. I left the wagon and continued my journey. I traveled until I came across a cottage somewhere in Indiana that had quilts with a pattern hanging out to dry. I had heard about these. They were called safe houses. I walked up to the door and knocked. Two white people came to the door. I stayed there for a few days and found out that it was called Levi Coffin House. Once i stayed for a few days Levi Coffin and his wife said it was safe to leave and continued my journey north.