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__Historical Fiction Character__ The rain came down hard, it had been for a while now, but Jake Daly didn’t care, he just wanted to stand there. He felt alone, lost and confused. // Why me, why them? //He found himself thinking. His almost everyone in his family had died over the past 2 years. There had been 9 people living in the house behind him, now 6 of them were in the ground about a meter in front of him. His mother, 2 younger bothers, twin sister, and his stepsister and brother were all dead. Only Jake, his dad, and his uncle Felix were left, Along with Jake’s dog, Max. Uncle Felix was away on a trading expedition to New York when Jake’s mother and step siblings died, and when he found out that this meant he would have to stay home to take care of sick Alex, (on of Jakes younger bothers) he bolted, along with all the Daly’s savings. Jake was 15, and perfectly capable of staying alive and holding the house together alone, so his Dad went on a wild goose chase after Felix. So, here he was, in Maryland, taking care of the farm, going out each day and plowing the dirt, but not today, for multiple reasons. The first, and obvious one was that it was pouring, and it would be pointless trying to farm in this storm. The second reason was because it was his youngest brothers would be birthday, and he would have been turning 8. The family barn had burnt down and his brother had been trapped inside. And the third reason for Jake not working the fields was because of a note he received. It was the first he’d heard of his dad in 2 months. It read this; // Dear Jake, // // I’m terribly sorry I haven’t wrote sooner, but // // I’ve been so caught up in this chase, I forgot to // // Tell you, before I left, I sold our property, and // // The government gave us 1 month to get out, so // // Pack your bags son, your coming to New York // // With me! I can’t wait to see you. // // Sincerely yours, // // Marc Daly, Dad // Jake had sent a reply, and packed his bags and readied the carriage. The last thing he had wanted to do was say one last goodbye to his family, who had all been buried together under the small oak right in front of the main house. So, without further ado, he went back to the house and dried off and put on some close. Jake threw on his jacket and whistled for Max, who came sprinting over to from the living room. Woof! He barked. “That’s right boy, we’re going to New York to see dad, come on, let's go!” Jake said back to Max with as much enthusiasm as Max had. Jake grabbed his bags, and walked over to the carriage, where he climbed on with Max and was off.

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**Revolution**

** Topic **: The Battle of Bunker Hill ** Source: “ **The battle of bunker (Breed’s) Hill”. November 16, 2010**. < **[|**http://www.theamericanrevolution.org/battledetail.aspx?battle=5**]** >. ** ** Research: ** · One of the most important battles of the revolutionary war · The battle proved that the war was not to be one over one battle, but many · “In order to beat the British to the high ground, General Prescott took 1,200 of his often times undisciplined, disobedient, and sometimes intoxicated soldiers to dig into and fortify Bunker Hill with the cover of night on June 16.” · The battle of Bunker Hill actually took place on Breed’s Hill, possibly because it was closer to the water, where the British ships lay · This is the battle that General Preston, the leader of the men of the continental army on the hill, supposedly gave the famous order, “Don’t fire ‘till you see the whites of their eyes.” · He said this as the British marched up the hill · It was possibly said to help save the all ready low supplies and ammo that the colonists had ** Source: ** “Major Battles”. November 16, 2010. <[]> ** Research: ** · The battle took place on Breed’s hill, which was later incorrectly called Bunker Hill · The British marched on the hill to take the high ground from the rebels · The Continental army held off the British on two attempts, but on their third and final push, the minutemen started to run out of ammo · The British, who had come with well more than enough ammunitions finally took the hill · The Americans lost an estimate of 400 troops, where as more than 1000 Red Coats died in the volleys of colonial fire · The Colonists only ran away on the third attempt for the hill by the Red Coats because they had ran out of ammo and supplies

_________________________________________________________________________________________________________ 1. Exposition a. It was around midnight, they started to fortify the hill, b. On top of Breeds hill, Jake could see the British navel force, sitting, waiting, watching c. They dug, silently throughout the night d. Jake now had to take off his shirt because it was too hot e. The barriers were going up 2. Rising action a. The sun broke the horizon b. Jake was on scout duty, w/ a friend, watching the British from some reeds at the bottom of the hill  i. He saw some Red Coats appear on the decks of their ships 1. They saw the fortified hill, and started bustling about on their ships, preparing for a battle c. Jake and his friend ran up the hill to report this d. The ships start sailing over to Breeds Hill e. As he reaches the top w/ his friend, they started yelling, “The Redcoats are coming! They saw our fortification, they know we’re here! The Brit’ ships are on the move, and headed in our direction! Arm your selves!”  i. All the troops on Breed’s hill start preparing themselves for the battle to come  ii. Jake’s friend dives over the fortification put up the night before  iii. Jake vaults over, while pulling out his musket 1. He slides through the mud, and presses his back against the barrier f. The British ships anchored on the bottom of the hill, and the Redcoats descended from the boats  i. A man sitting next to Jake wrote, // it is such a frightening sight, I do not dare make sound in fear I might call attention to myself. // 1. Jake knew this was ridicules for no musket could fire up the long hill from their position, he doubted the Continental army, even w/ gravity, could hit someone down there 2. Never the less, he to was as quite and still as a rock  ii. The Brits’ formed perfect lines, and started marching up the hill 1. The sound of the heavy steps of the army walking up the hill was deafening 2. They were just a red line at first, but were slowly getting bigger a. Jake scanned the ring of the continental armies troops, all around the top of the hill, all seeing the same sight b. Jake also saw how little their supplies and ammunitions were 3. General Preston, the man leading the rebel army, was next to Jake a. “We have so little supplies, General, that I doubt we can last the fight.” A young boy, no older than 15 said. b. The General look at him and patted him on the shoulder, “have no fear, you will be looked after,” then he turned to Jake, and looked him in the eye. 4. The General stood, and announced to all, “our supplies, and ammunitions are dwindling, conserved them as best you can!” a. The sound of the Redcoats drums startled a man, who fired his gun w/ no effect  i. “For God’s sakes man!’ someone yelled.  ii. “Listen here!” the General said, “Do not fire until you see the whites of their eyes!” 1. This seemed to some what rally the troops 3. Climax a. Jake shot down the hill, and saw someone twitch and fall, his first kill  i. Jake slumped down, and took a deep breath, then laughed, he actually enjoyed killing b. He reloaded, and leaned over the hill, this time took longer, but he fired  i. A man in a muddy red uniform, running up Breeds Hill, was directly in Jake’s line of fire 1. His head exploded in a spray of blood, and he fell a. Jake noticed that someone else behind him also was falling, holding his stomach, and screaming b. He smiled, and bend down c. Jake went to grab another musket ball, and realized no more were left  i. He Drew his knife, dropped his musket, and ran for the main ammunitions supply 1. As he was running, he looked to his right and saw a man on his side crying, not a scratch on him, but scared out of his mind 2. Jake also saw someone, no older than himself, sobbing over the dead body of a fallen soldier 3. A man walked past Jake a. He was mumbling to himself, and scanning the ground, then, bent down and picked up a severed hand, and with horror, Jake realized that was his hand, shot clean off  ii. Jake remembered the man he first shot, and the one who’s head was no more because of Jake 1. And also the man who died slowly from the shot in the stomach 2. He shook the thoughts out of his head, killing was bad, but not if it was for your country  iii. He slide down as a musket ball took a chunk of his hair 1. “We need more on our front! Completely out!” Jake yelled over the loud gunfire and screams. 2. “Huh?” the ammunitions captain asked. 3. “arh! More ammo” 4. “oh, here.” The clearly dim-witted man said.  iv. Jake stood and darted back to his post. 1. Just before he made it to safety, he felt a small whoosh on his neck, and then a searing pain a. He collapsed, dropping his knife and the bag of musket balls, which spilled all over the ground, mixing with the mud  i. Any hope of getting them back was destroyed when Jake fell on them all, pressing them deep into the muddy surface were he now lay 4. Falling Action a. Jake groaned and woke up, “What happened?” he asked someone leaning next to him, in fact, sort of on him  i. With no reply, Jake glanced over at the man, who was staring directly back at him 1. Jake jumped as he realized the man had a small line of blood running down from his forehead, and over his nose a. There was a very clean, and small bullet hole directly between he eyes b. “Wha-?” Jake’s face filled with fear, “ What happened?” <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> i. “Jake! Your ok?” his friend from scouting duty asked. <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> ii. “yea-yeah. How long have I been out?” Jake inquired. <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> iii. “About an hour and a half.” <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> iv. “Well what did I miss?” <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> v. “The British pushed hard, but we stopped them, then they came again, and we held them off, although as you can see not without a price.” His friend said gravely. <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> vi. “We won?” <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> vii. “no. they are marching up as we speak. And maybe-“ 1. a soft thud startled Jake, and he looked with shock as his friend fell, dead. 2. “No! You dammed Lobster Backs!” Jake yelled. c. He grabbed his musket, bayoneted it, and stood up <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> i. He saw how close they were, and grew wide eyed 1. His musket for some reason had a bullet in it, because he blew a man at point black range and sent him tumbling down the hill, then took his bayonet and rammed it into a redcoat who was climbing the barrier d. Most of the other continental army was retreating <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> i. Jake slit the throat of another Redcoat, and stabbed a British soldier who was taking aim at the young boy General Preston had been taking to earlier 1. That young boy was one of few to still be fighting e. Jake saw an enemy charging at the young boy, and with a heave, Jake threw the musket, and speared the man <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> i. A musket ball hit Jake in the arm, another in the stomach 1. Jake drew his knife, and flung it tomahawk style into the face of a British soldier who was vaulting the broken down fortification <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> ii. Jake stumbled over to the boy, and grabbed his arm, “Get out of here, save your life.” <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> iii. A musket ball hit Jake in the hip, and then a volley of about 6 all hit their target, and Jake fell to the ground. 1. The young lad bend down, “Come…come on, lets go!” 2. “I can’t, this is my death bed.” 3. “No…” 4. “I’m Jake, Daly” 5. “I’m Marc Fenning.” The boy said. 6. “Red White and Blue, The United States of America… Stars and Stripes.” Jake whipered. 7. “I’ll pass it on.” Marc said. 5. End a. With that Jake Daly joined the rest of his family. <span style="margin-left: 1.5in; mso-add-space: auto; mso-list: l0 level3 lfo1; mso-text-indent-alt: -9.0pt; text-indent: -1.5in;"> i. Marc Fenning ran down Breed’s hill, to safety. How will your story help the reader to understand either the economic, political, or social/cultural impacts of the American revolution

It will go into depth how much the British were resented, and how such a powerful army can be beaten by such a little force.