Soma Told Me To Go To Poker Night-Personal Narrative

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It’s June 7, 1853, and I was in the cotton field picking the daily amount of cotton. I remember how hot that day was. It was around 105 degrees fahrenheit. My best friend Soma told me to go to poker night. Soma is very tall and muscular. I usually didn’t go to poker night, but Soma told me there was going to be big news announced there. Jerry Bob never bothers us on poker night, it’s one of the few things he lets us do. The poker house is right next to the big red barn on the east side of the property, it’s not very big but it works. Later that night I was sitting in a chair watching a poker game, that’s when Larry, the news guy, walked in. He told us he had big news. Larry told us that he figured out a way we could escape north. Larry met