Freedom Reject

By 173.30.204.46 00:30, May 4, 2010 (UTC)

Starts as Elizabath's P.O.V.

Boston's Day
It was December 16, 1773 when I dressed myself in Indian clothes.

I am Elizabeth Smith and I am a Daughter of Liberty.

King George and the Parliament are the reason my older brother is in jail.

He faught taxes harshly and bravely. He will be hung soon. I won't let it, but if it does, I will win that battle.

I covered my skin in blacksmith's ash.

I wasn't aloud to do this, beacuse of my father. You see, I'm the reason this is happening, the Boston Tea Party I mean.

That's what I call.

I told my father about my idea, he told other men, they told others, and now it's going to happen tonight. I get no credit though. I'm a girl that's why.

Where's my mother you wonder? She died when I was a few months old.

I get my black hair from my father, but I must get my greyish eyes from my mother.

I am 11, but it is hard for me to read. I have, welll hmmm... dyslexia? That's it! Dyslexia and ADHD.

Of course other girls my age can't, but I am horrible.

I hid in the trees and saw a group of people come by slowly.

Here we go, for the history books I hope.

I stayed in the back, but when some british soldiers walked down the road, the small group scattered.

I ran into the woods. I heard footsteps coming towards me and I backed up and ran into the trees.

After about 10 minutes of running, I realized I had no clue where I was.

"Help! Help!" I yelled.

If the british found me, they would think I was a foolish school girl. I prayed they would be away from me and the harbor where the tea would be.

Then I heard something growl.

I gasped and turned.

A large dog type creature jumped at me.

I screamed and it knocked me to the ground.

My head was spinning and I knew I was dead.

Lord help me I prayed.

Then an arrow went through it's chest and it exploded into yellow dust.

A group of about seven or eight girls came out. They each had bows and arrows, like I hadt heard some explorers talk of.

Then a girl about a year older than myself came out.

"I am Artemis, goddes of hunt."

She had explained about the greek gods, and that I was a demigod. She believed I was a daughter of Athena.

A girl around 14 or 15 named Zoe was her luitenent.

"Do you want to join the hunt?" she had asked me after explaining everything about it.

Immortal? I would be immortal unless I fall in battle or fall in love.

Of course I couldn't marry.

"Yes. I will."

It was a week after I had joined, and the Tea Party was a success!!!!

It was my idea, but it was a new life now.

A good day for Boston, and a great life for me.

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