When Douglass was a kid, he was separated from his mother. Douglass lived in a small closest, and kept warm on the harsh winter nights with a potato sack. Before he was separated from his mom, he woke up to her getting punished. He looked through the small crack on his closet, and cried as he heard the horrific screams and snaps of the whip. He only saw her once after that.
Ever since that day his mom was punished, Douglass started to rebel at a young age. By rebel I mean whenever his master would hit him,