Creative Writing: Slavery It was 1865 when slavery ended, but I still look back at those days. I still remember being beaten by my master. There was nothing I could do because I was a slave all my life. Until slavery ended I was not free. All of us slaves were shy. We did not talk to each other. As a matter of fact, we only talked to people we knew. We barley had a chance to talk to others because we were hard at work. Because of the treatment and conditions of life, we were shy. As I said, these conditions of life were horrible. For example we were beaten and abused by our master because we dropped a glass