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I was in that shack hiding for over two years. Never went outside. Uh...In the winter it was very cold. In the summer it was hot. And...um...he used to bring us, uh, usually, uh, a loaf of bread for both of us every day and a bottle of water. Once in a blue moon for a special occasion he would bring a little soup. And, uh, sometimes if...if he had to go away on business where they would send him to another town for a day, or some other, he would...his wife or his daughter will never give us anything so we starved for a day or two until he came back. And my mother and I been in that, uh, uh, shack for... At night sometimes, my mother used to sneak out to clean out the [chamber] pot, and...uh...I never went out. Uh, she wouldn't let me out, and I was afraid too. She was, uh, I...we didn't have anything to do. I didn't have anything to play. I was at that time six years old, and I didn't know...I used to play with the chickens and play with the straws on the...there was a lot of straw on the floor and he...he put up uh...a kind of mattress or something where we slept in a corner with blankets and that was where we stayed.
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