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Once the night guard got the slaves ready for the night, he called me into the slave quarters. When I entered he was in the process of chaining the slaves for the night. He instructed me to do what I needed to do before bed, so I did my toilet needs and washed. I then went to my mattress and lay down, at which time my left ankle was chained for the night. The guard left and turned out the light, which left just the dim light for toilet use. The same dim light was there to give the guard a visible view of the slave quarters, and any movements by the slaves.

I had fallen asleep rather quickly, but sometime during the night I woke up. I’m not sure what woke me, but I did notice Waziz’s arm across my lower chest. Sometime during the night, he had turned on his side to face me, and must have thrown his arm across me. I thought about removing his arm from my chest, but decided to leave it there rather than wake him from his sleep. The next morning his arm was still around me, and he was laying against my side. When he finally woke up, I had to laugh at the look on his face, he was surprised to find that he was almost sleeping on me.

Waziz rolled back off me and removed his arm, at which time I patted him on the stomach. I laughed and told him he made a good bed warmer, which brought a grin to his face. He told me he didnt remember how he got into that position, and said he was glad I didn’t wake him. He said once he wakes up at night, it’s hard for him to get back to sleep.

The guard came in and removed the shackle from my ankle, and told me to hurry and get ready. Once we had all been released and cleaned up, we were made to stand at attention outside. The guard then marched us to the eating shelter.

I got my food and joined Kwaku to eat, I noticed Waziz looking up at us, so I motioned for him to join us. He came up and sat on the other side of me, and I then told Kwaku about my sleeping companion. Waziz just gave a silly grin, looked down and started eating. I don’t think Kwaku got the same enjoyment, that I got from teasing Waziz, but was a little jealous.

We finished eating, then lined up at attention, and the night guard returned us to the slave quarters. We then were able to use the toilet and wash, before going to our job sites.