Creative Writing: The American Revolution

He saddened every time he thought of his mother and couldn’t bear the consequences of leaving her behind. Luckily, Friederick was always there for him, comforting him along the way.

Both local newspapers began to signal, albeit discretely, that war could be approaching its end. Reports spoke in guarded terms about German difficulties and in the ‘Letters to the Editor’ columns, there were encouraging words, leaving readers in no doubt that a resolution was close. Talk in shops and at church services built on the speculation. When news of the imminent German surrender reached soldiers in the front line it was greeted with silence. ‘We did not cheer,’ one soldier recalled. ‘We just stood, stunned and bewildered.’ He continued: ‘On the stroke of 11a.m. the CO raised his hand and told us that the war was over. Then we cheered, with our tin hats on and our rifles held aloft. For old hands like me, it was funny realising that the day we had waited so long for had come at

I see nothing but darkness, a blindfold, and only feel the slight climate change as i enter the new realm. I have no idea where I am, all I remember was me kicking and screaming. I kept repeating to myself, “ I am Adela winters, daughter of the head farmer…” A few minutes, it felt like hours, went by and the carriage I was in came to a complete stop. I heard a man yell for me to come out of my carriage, but I was bound and blindfolded. I tried to speak but a soft, silky handkerchief was stuffed in my mouth, so the most I could do was mumble. I heard the man curse then a door slam open. The man’s breathing whistled through my ears as i listened to him orders.” you are to leave this carriage after 30 seconds, do not mention this to anyone or I will find you and hunt you down miss winters” the man said. He cautiously removed my binds and left.

“No one wants to pay the new taxes in the first place,” Father continued to rant, “and to make things more unfair the money we are paying goes to support the unwanted British soldiers that are staying here in the colonies!” My parents continued this conversation for a long while until they heard me enter the nook. The look on their faces told me they hoped I hadn’t heard their conversation, but to their dismay I had and their topic worried me.

I saw as Thomas Jefferson walked into a room with many men in white powdered wigs. They were talking about letting them use their ports in New Orleans And started punching and kicking each other. Half the men came out with torn wigs and bruises. I heard a man mumble “Why can’t we just put our goods in New Orleans”. Then another Man told him “ Heck, we will just have to go to war. Again!”. Thomas Jefferson insisted not to go to war again. Thomas Jefferson walked home in the rain and there was a French man in the distance. As Thomas Jefferson walked by he was stopped by the man. He said with a deep voice “ Hey want to the Louisiana region land.” Thomas quietly said “How much you want for it” The man said 11.25 million dollars and 3.75 for

I close the door of the elevator behind my husband. Our eyes join, like they have so many times before, and we are motionless; pausing our lives, only for a second. I hadn’t expected him to go out for recruitment. Although I suppose I should have; he’s far too proud to let others fight for him. That is where we differ. I desire safety, and he would go to any length to prove to me that he will always keep me safe, even at the expense of his own safety. Almost like we’re the perfect match of opposites. In this moment of stillness, he looks so much smaller than I remember. Too small to go to war. I long to make him stay somehow. If only our eyes could speak when our mouths are speechless and taken by premature grief. I go to open the door again,

A dark and smoky gray night fell over the green grass. An old lamp at the end of an overused power cord of a wooden pole was swinging in the wind. It lit up the surroundings of the construction and printed my moving shadow on the wall behind me. In the half-light of dusk, I walked out of the ruins that minimally protected me from the wrath of the RPF and showed my face to a fire-breathing dragon. I walked into a thick and wet mist that linked up with the wind to whisper ghostly oohs in my ears. I was scared and my legs trembled. Under the dim light, I could not see anything. The smoking of the war clouded the roof of the region and the cold breeze spread an odor of blood and brought the moans of dying people. The dense haze covering my vision

Sound and smell crowded Julios' mind, pure ecstasy mixed with the over stimulation of thumping music and free flowing drugs pushed his pupils wide and his pores open, his brow furrowed and his mouth clenched into a dumb grin. With each bass filled kick of the music and flash of the cyan lights his eyes flicked left to right, his ocular nerves flaring with excitement at the melting colors and waving sound that he was immersed in. The pleasing form of a woman half his age moving along with the music, her outline dragging behind her motion leaving a line of rainbow outlines, each one like a frame of a movie.

My experience riding the rails during the Great Depression was quite astonishing. I had a lot of adventures on that train with my best friend Jack Sawyer. We would always sneak out of our house at 9:00 p.m. to go to the train station to catch a train. Me and Jack would always carry a backpack with us to keep all our food, drinks and money in. We would write letters to our parents saying that we are never coming back home and that shouldn’t come looking for us because they will never find where we are.

I hope things in England are well. Here in the colonies things are not going to well. Today is August 14 1776. There has been a ton of fighting and arguing over certain things. Our King George, made a law called the Intolerable Acts. There are four acts that go with that. One of them was when the Boston Harbor was closed until the Boston paid for the runned tea. The next one is the massachusetts charter was canceled the govern decide if and when legislature could meet. Another was is Royal officials accused of crimes were sent to britain for trial this let them face a more friendly judge or jury. Lasly A new quartering act required colonists to a house british soldiers.I liked to watch the boats come into the harbor I did it every time they would come. One day I went down there and there was not a boat there. I went back home and asked my mom why there was no boats coming in. She told me that there was a new law that the harbor was closed until bosten paid for the ruined tea. I was not happy about this and my mom wasn't either. There was a lot of conflict that were angry with this new law some even protested against the Intolerable Acts.

We live in a land that is free… But, what happens when that land is now a battlefield and all that you thought you had is all gone?

i became annoyed with the rapping at the door, it woke up my little sister, but i and told her to sleep. i was tired, we all needed sleep.

Although it certainly angered many of those who benefit from unjust taxation, this piece was not created to serve the English Government and those alike, but it was created to serve those who are being unfairly persecuted by any absolute government, for example: the bourgeoisie during

Dad:” well the king has put a extra taxes on the food and items we buy and on things that we need to survive and I don’t like that at all.

This is a key time in politics as its election year, not only election year but it was the year labour dethroned the Tories 18 year reign. Tony Blair took charge of the party and became prime minister. During the 18 years of the Tories being in power Margret Thatcher was a big talking point and caused many controversies with her in power, she was dubbed ‘The Iron Lady.’ One of the major controversies was the poll tax. This caused uproar between the countries because it was seen as unfair towards the working class people. This caused Riots and disharmony between the people of Britain.