Letters from the Past: Part II
By: Me, Myself and I
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men no matter how many times I tell myself that I do.
Authors notes: I would absolutely love any critiques! Spelling errors, any parts that seemed confusing, anything! I am going to submit this into a writing contest so anything that you think needs to be changed please tell me! But please if you feel the need to tell me that this was not good please write more than, "This sucked, you stink at writing." Comments like that will not help me further my writing! Thank you so much for reading!
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November 3, 1778
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Dear Hank,
How are you doing my dear friend, Hank? I thought of you and your darling wife
Jubilee as Aurora and I were dancing to "Rondo alla Turca" and remembering the last
time we were all together. I have been so busy tending to my blacksmith duties that I
think I shall have to take on an apprentice to keep up with the demands. It breaks my
heart that my dear sister Marie and that Mongrel husband of hers, Henry, are no longer
loyal to our great king. The last time I saw her was at the house raising of the Jacob's.
That mongrel has changed her in so many ways that she is almost unrecognizable. For
instance, she is now a Puritan while I am a Baptist like she once was. Father, God rest
his soul, would turn over in his grave at the though of her marrying someone who would
rebel against the crown - a pitiful mongrel patriot. Later that same night, another patriot
mongrel, Paul Revere, came through warning the town announcing that the British were
coming. You know, Hank, my friend, I almost wish the town was not warned. There
would not have been so much bloodshed if the patriots had not resisted like they did.
I find that my patriot neighbors are treating me worse and worse. They posses a
great rage that they have been taking out on the loyalists. I keep remembering that night
in 1774 when the governor was killed; how those beasts tarred and feathered him, how
they beat, whipped, and eventually hung him. I remember the night they tortured him
trying to get him to curse the crown and all under it. Imagine if they could to those things
to him, what they could do to the remaining loyalists. Patrick Henry, another mongrel
gave a speech against British rule and about the rebellion. When he closed saying "Give
me liberty or give me death", I suddenly realized what danger Marie was in. I pray that
she may not die fighting along side the mongrels.
I believe that monarchy should continue to reign, because God ordained it. He
sets up kings in their positions so they should remain there till He removes them, not by a
load of mongrels. The King has not done anything so horrible to these people, yet they
act like he slapped them. King George III against democracy, who shall win? I fear the
democracy shall win and in the process, innocent loyalist's lives will be lost. But most of
all, I fear that the patriots shall win the war and that my son, Bobby, who has joined the
fight shall parish. Hank, please pray for his safety. Pray for us all in this time of need.
Today, I told Aurora that I wanted to so something to help England. I told her I
was considering joining the British army to fight against the rebellion. Immediately she
begged me not to and got a promise out of me that I would help the army by being their
blacksmith instead of fighting. Sometimes I do not know how she does that, make me
change my mind to what she wants me to do. Women! Afterwards, we talked about
which was this war seemed to be going. If, it turns out that the mongrel patriots do win,
we shall escape north, up to Canada. I have often hoped that living here would be
peaceful and not a constant struggle. But now I fear that the patriots shall will, leaving
my family and many other loyalists families in danger. Keep safe, my dear friend!
Yours sincerely,
Logan Wolverine
By: Me, Myself and I
Disclaimer: I do not own X-men no matter how many times I tell myself that I do.
Authors notes: I would absolutely love any critiques! Spelling errors, any parts that seemed confusing, anything! I am going to submit this into a writing contest so anything that you think needs to be changed please tell me! But please if you feel the need to tell me that this was not good please write more than, "This sucked, you stink at writing." Comments like that will not help me further my writing! Thank you so much for reading!
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November 3, 1778
Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
Dear Hank,
How are you doing my dear friend, Hank? I thought of you and your darling wife
Jubilee as Aurora and I were dancing to "Rondo alla Turca" and remembering the last
time we were all together. I have been so busy tending to my blacksmith duties that I
think I shall have to take on an apprentice to keep up with the demands. It breaks my
heart that my dear sister Marie and that Mongrel husband of hers, Henry, are no longer
loyal to our great king. The last time I saw her was at the house raising of the Jacob's.
That mongrel has changed her in so many ways that she is almost unrecognizable. For
instance, she is now a Puritan while I am a Baptist like she once was. Father, God rest
his soul, would turn over in his grave at the though of her marrying someone who would
rebel against the crown - a pitiful mongrel patriot. Later that same night, another patriot
mongrel, Paul Revere, came through warning the town announcing that the British were
coming. You know, Hank, my friend, I almost wish the town was not warned. There
would not have been so much bloodshed if the patriots had not resisted like they did.
I find that my patriot neighbors are treating me worse and worse. They posses a
great rage that they have been taking out on the loyalists. I keep remembering that night
in 1774 when the governor was killed; how those beasts tarred and feathered him, how
they beat, whipped, and eventually hung him. I remember the night they tortured him
trying to get him to curse the crown and all under it. Imagine if they could to those things
to him, what they could do to the remaining loyalists. Patrick Henry, another mongrel
gave a speech against British rule and about the rebellion. When he closed saying "Give
me liberty or give me death", I suddenly realized what danger Marie was in. I pray that
she may not die fighting along side the mongrels.
I believe that monarchy should continue to reign, because God ordained it. He
sets up kings in their positions so they should remain there till He removes them, not by a
load of mongrels. The King has not done anything so horrible to these people, yet they
act like he slapped them. King George III against democracy, who shall win? I fear the
democracy shall win and in the process, innocent loyalist's lives will be lost. But most of
all, I fear that the patriots shall win the war and that my son, Bobby, who has joined the
fight shall parish. Hank, please pray for his safety. Pray for us all in this time of need.
Today, I told Aurora that I wanted to so something to help England. I told her I
was considering joining the British army to fight against the rebellion. Immediately she
begged me not to and got a promise out of me that I would help the army by being their
blacksmith instead of fighting. Sometimes I do not know how she does that, make me
change my mind to what she wants me to do. Women! Afterwards, we talked about
which was this war seemed to be going. If, it turns out that the mongrel patriots do win,
we shall escape north, up to Canada. I have often hoped that living here would be
peaceful and not a constant struggle. But now I fear that the patriots shall will, leaving
my family and many other loyalists families in danger. Keep safe, my dear friend!
Yours sincerely,
Logan Wolverine