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Mohamad Abdullah ¾ 10/10/12 The Assyrians Attack!!!

I am Nippur. I live in Babylon in the year 900 BC. One week ago the Assyrians came and burned houses and killed innocent people. I will tell you my story. I was feeding my horse. I got on top of my horse and galloped across the plain! In the distance, I saw 21 chariots coming at me! I had no hesitation to turn my horse around. I rotated my stallion about and ran to my hut. I turned around and they were running up to me. Once I got to my hut, I told my mother (who was a weaver) and my father (who was a potter) what happened. They looked at me and laughed. “Oh, my son, what did you do this time?” my mother asked. “But-” I started. “Ha! You lie all the time. Yesterday, you tell us our neighbor was killed by the Assyrians. Now you tell us that the Assyrians are positively looming and that they’re going to kill us,” my father debated. We heard a knock on our front door. We looked at the door. We heard another thump. “Who could that be at this hour?” my father asked. “It’s them! It’s the Assyrians!” I whispered. The Assyrians broke the door with their battering rams. “This is it? This is all the residents that are in the hut?” One of the invaders requested. My father nodded nervously. The man broke the whole enchilada that was in our hut. “You’re lying! There is a kid. I saw him go in this hut. I saw him, I promised I did!” the man yelled. I hid behind my hut waiting for the right moment to jump out. The man walked out with something in his arms. As soon as he was gone, I ran inside. “Where are you mother?! Where are you father!?” I asked. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">I looked down and saw them. They were shot in the chest. I kneeled close to them. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“Mother… father…” I held to them even though they’re dead, “I see what I must do. You say I must not take revenge even if it’s important, but I must take revenge now.” <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">I dropped a tear and wiped it away. I turned around. Screams and cries were heard outside my hut. I ran and saw the invaders slaughtered the people with swords, bows and arrows. Then I saw <span style="color: #222222; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">Didanu, the king of the Assyrians. I grabbed my dad’s weapon. I got on my mare and rode on with the wind! The king looked at me angrily. He got on his chariot and rode off! I was going to catch up if some Assyrians didn’t get in my way. I turned around and saw more invaders pursuing me on the ground and on their chariots! I told my horse to run reckless. The chariots were now on my sides. I saw something very interesting. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">Each chariot had a company of 3, a chauffeur, a striker, and a barrier carrier. The striker at my left targeted at me, but missed. The striker at my right was smart and targeted at my horse. My horse fell! <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“Hang on there, Sugartooth!” I yelled in dismay. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">I hopped to the left chariot. I snatched my dad’s sword and stabbed it through the left archer’s body. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“Oops, sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you!” I yelled. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">I didn’t really mean to hurt him. It just appeared in my mind. The shield bearer jumped off the ride. I smiled. I pushed the driver off. I drove the chariot. I grabbed the shield barrier. The extra striker strained to open fire at me, but I blocked with my antagonist’s stolen protection. The arrow bounced back off the defense and hit the driver. As time passed I could see the king’s horse act slower and slower. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“This is what you get for running to escape me,” I said. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“Guards… obtain him!” the king ordered. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">One by one the guards came out of nowhere and surrounded me. Partial of them had spears. The rest had bows and arrows. One had a sword. My dignity got the best of me. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“You will under no circumstances win! Good continuously wins the wicked!” I yelled. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">“Well then, you won’t need this,” said the king. <span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 18.66px;">He heaved out my little brother. I was about to say something when I heard a steed do a mad dash. A man on the horse grasped me and my brother. That was on week ago. A lot has changed since then.