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Illustration: Taken from her homeThe primary objects of the raid were the horses and the girls and young women, whom the Hidatsas hoped to capture. Four Agaidika men, four women and some boys died. Sacajawea heard them screaming, saw their blood staining the buckskin clothing the girls and women had worked so hard to make.
Sacajawea wanted to help her mother, but her mother told her to run. She´d been taught to do as her parents said. With a last look at the woman she loved more than any other, she ran.
Photo: Rose Ann Abrahamson Photo: Lemhi Speak Text "History likes to gloss over it, but it was a devastating event. If someone today broke in and slaughtered us to death and took our little girls, it would be all over in the headlines. One of them had a club and clubbed her mother. Her mother was lying on the ground, quivering and crying for her."  Rose Ann Abrahamson She was strong and fast, but no match for the warrior who chased her and threw her over the back of his horse. In less time than it took to build a campfire, she became one of several young women who lost their families, their people and their freedom. She was now a Hidatsa slave.
No one knows how many days it took to reach her captors´ home in what later would be called North Dakota. For Sacajawea, the journey was a time of heartache and fear. Often given only a few sentences in history books, her abduction was a devastating experience. She watched her mother, aunts and friends die agonizing deaths. She was taken from her family, her home and way of life. If a similar event occurred now, it would dominate the news. And with each day that passed, hope of rescue faded and a fear of the unknown increased.
It was only about 600 miles to where the Hidatsa and Mandan tribes lived, but it was a different world. The mountains and forests of her homeland gave way to flat, seemingly endless plains. Accustomed to the varied topography of Idaho and Montana, where it was possible to travel from sagebrush desert to snowcapped mountains in a day, Sacajawea found the plains monotonous, her captors bewildering.

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