Out of my head story 2
I could smell the blood from a mile away, with one shot men died.The war was started and now here I stand searching for her corpses.Her house was burnt to the ground.I once was a british red coat, but from what I see today I am british no more.For now I am an American citizen, not a British subject.I will find her and we can live in America forever.
This stand off was supposed to be an easy forfet until every one heard the shot.No one new were it came from but that it started a war.So now, because of that one shot I am forced to look for Rebecca's body.Rebecca, oh my Rebecca.The repoter and now possibly one of the dead.Worry filled my mind and loss was setting in.
Out of the blue I felt a hand on my arm.I turned to see her, beeming as always, with a stack of paper in her hand.Rebecca seemed fine and happy, and that was all that mattered.
"Edward?Are you okay?" Rebecca asked.I didn't answer, relief was still pulsing in my brain.
"Edward McAlister!Are you alright?!"
"Yes Rebecca I'm fine, just relieved that you're ok."
"Well then answer me next time please."
"Yes love" was the last I was going to say.I swept her into my arms and vowed to never let go.
