Second Eulogy Rewrite

'' We was slaves on a land. Master of the land was destroying the land. Plum was only five years old when she was a slave. Plum will always love me. And we was a family as one and kept together. I Remember the pain and the body of my young sister to be buried, then fustration. I hated for my young sister Plum to buried in this bastard's land. I felt like the family has come to and end after you was gone Plum. I will live. So I can detroy the ones that did this to you, but you living your live in Heaven and I thank God for that for accepting you in.