“Terror”
by Emily, grade 5
Our warriors were crouched in the bushes,
Awaiting the whites.
I saw my first glimpse of white people as they entered, the small clearing.
The deafening silence was shattered by the first gunshot.
BAM!
Full war broke out. I thought for sure our fearsome warriors would win.
I waited with my younger sister.
We trembled as we heard the sound of war.
When the last gunshot sounded now cries of victory sounded.
I desperately ran through the small row of woods to the clearing.
The trees reached out and harshly clawed my face.
The wind seemed to taunt me.
The overwhelming sadness was a shadow filled forest.
I was lost and alone.
The End.
