The Battle was on. We will never retreat. The words echoed in
Gabriel's Mind. The words of a great man.
The words of a very great man. They were the words of
Gabriel's Father. But these words had been at the front of the battle. Even though
he had such a patriot's attitude, he wished with all of his heart to return
home as everybody he knew fell around him. He had to evaluate now, he knew in
his heart that his life would never be worth what freedom would be to his
family, to the people of America. He grabbed a flag, and his father took one
too. They showed the flags. The men's hearts were turned. They to were ready to
die for freedom. For the flag.
"FREEDOM!" They shouted as loud as they
could as they ran. Some with guns, whatever, all had a spirit for freedom. The
attacked. Never attack in anger. No this was not anger, It was something purer.
It was ambition and love. They would die for freedom, and they could only hope
that others would remember them for what they did.
That battle was won. Yes, they won it with all they did, but at
the end both Benjamin and Gabriel Martin lay dead on the battle field. They had
fought to the end, and in the end they won. Freedom won out, but Gabriel and
Benjamin lay dead still. The flags
still lay in there hands.
Two soldiers saw there heroes dead on the
battlefield. They turned to there heads and nodded to eachother. The each
picked up a flag and headed to the home.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO,"
shouted Anne as she heard the news. She had not survived for this. No she had
survived for Gabriel.
It was a dark night only a
few weeks after the news of Gabriel and Benjamin's death had reached them. Anne
was alone, her nightgown barely held out the cold, so a shawl was there to. If
she remembered correctly, and it was possible that she was not for many things
were messed up right now. She walked slowly to the barn. Tears were all down
her face. Tears were so common to her now. She dropped the shawl as she entered
the barn. She climbed up the haybales, falling every once in a while but with
incredible determination to reach the top. When she did she took some rope and
tied it the rafters. Suddenly she tightened it around her neck and jumped.
Anne
Died, and joined her Gabriel in the heavens. Freedom was always insured.
America forever! Let us all be patriots and never forget those who died for
what we often don't notice!