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Chapter 14: My Old Best Friend We continued marching on till about mid-afternoon. We saw a farm in the distance. Both Gen. Reily and Col. Hisslinger decided to check if the family there was Loyalists so that we could stay there for a couple days. So the Sergeant went up to the house door and asked if they would house the Kings soldiers. They answered that they would. Then the Sergeant told two of the soldiers that were closest to him to kill the pigs; which they did right away. We set up camp close to the field. We helped the wounded soldiers into the hospital tent. Then I went to the barn to wash up. I went to a barrel of water beside the

Chapter 13: The New England So that was how I left Britain. I hope that everyone is doing fine back home. I arrived here in America or to t bed more exact: Virginia two days ago. The land out here is beautiful. Back in England we never had a lot of wildlife or farm land I just hope I has someone to share this beauty with. I just got my first orders today. I’ am to patrol the small town that is close to camp. Col. Hisslinger has not told me how he wants a situation if one ever should come up should be handled. So three other soldiers and myself are on patrol have to think what would be the best way to handle one. Within a few minutes

Chapter 12: Leaving 7 months later… The regiment had friendly reached the New England. The trip over here was long and grueling. All I did on the ship was take orders, sleep, play cards with the other men and look out into the deep, blue ocean. When we got here some men dropped down on to the ground and kissed it since we have not seen land for some time. As I looked up to the blue sky from the entrance of my tent this morning I wonder what my father is doing back home in England. The day after I got the letter I decided to tell my father the day that I leave. So on the day that I was to leave, as I was packing early that morning b

Chapter 11: The Start of the Beginning 8 years later… It’s been a long time. I have not seen or heard of anything from Anna. I do not even know where they took her. I have tried to find out information in my father’s room, but I never find any. I know my father will never give me any information. So I don’t bother any more with him. But it does not mean that I’ am giving up pursuing. A lot of things have happened over the last eight years. Nathaniel joined a regiment and is being a journalist for a newspaper about the Revolutionary War; he sold his shop and has a few paintings left. My father still hasn&#

One Spring Night I walk to the park at this dark time of night. I walk around like a drunken fool. Street lights flicker on and off. I see you coming to me. With each blink of the lights you get closer. You wrap your arms around mine as we walk. We walk past the lake with light shimmering in the water. That's where we first met when you fell into it. You looked beautiful with your wet hair. You sang to me as we both went to sleep that night. Those precious eyes of yours reflect the way mine were. That was our youth that is now washed away. Why should I wish to be not here with you? My throat aches to say, “I love you!” But we

Who Really Would Have Thought There's the Salsa, Tango and the Cha Cha  in Latin Dancing. Two partners must  work together to create the rhythm. It takes a lot of practice and patience to get the movements perfect. A man's drive will quicken and a young woman's soul will soar. Their bodies and body parts will intervene with each other as they move on the dance floor. The spotlight glows light onto them as they move about. You can't hear their foot movements nor know what feelings they hide as they look at each other, then turn away. Their movements tell a story of their lives. The young woman's red dress shows her legs and arms. The man's han

Angel She came down from the sky in search of the reason to live on earth. She came upon an over grown city where people walked along by her. She searched and searched and found me; A man with no fears only a restless soul. She stole my heart with her beauty and care for a sinned soul. My love flowed out like a waterfall when she came to me. We talked about everything and nothing the many, and many times we met. Soon we were one forever till the day we died. But trouble loomed over us. Satan was jealous of me marrying the most beautiful angel. He went after me like a hungry wolf. But she didn't want me to die. So she let Satan take her life.

Chapter 10: The End of the Beginning I went into my study room and closed the door. I sat down in one of the chairs and closed my eyes to try to relax. As the moments went by I became restless and my thoughts became clouded from my memory. Suddenly I heard something fall in the room that awakened me. I opened my eyes and looked around the room but nothing appeared to be wrong. Until I looked at the bookcase a few books were missing from the shelf. “Who’s in here?!” No one answered but I could sense that someone was. So I called out again and this time I got an answer. From behind my desk Arthur stood up holding the book

Death is Upon Us All You don't know when it will strike. It's like a snake bite that you don't feel. It can strike the weak and the strong without mercy. It will strangle and stab you till you can't take it anymore. Innocent or  sinner they will all go. Your screams can't be heard. No one can save you. It is everywhere around us. It effects us all. Death is upon us all.

The Forever Rose Men say that they will love you till the last pedal of a rose falls. But doesn't the rose die too quickly.   Once it was alive and well, then like a flash all the pedals are gone. What is left of a rose when all the beauty is gone? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. But before I move on I have a question; What is nothing? Nothing is everything. Everything is nothing. So what is left of the rose is nothing. Which means that everything that once was, still is what the rose really is. With each fallen pedal what was promised is embedded into the ground. It will forever be embedded into your soul. A fresh rose is just the beginning. Wh