Mikkah’s+Assyrian+Attack

Mikkah McClure Period ¾ 10/10/12   **//__ The Mercenary __//**

// When the crops were growing fine and food was plentiful was one of the worst days of my life and yet I can still hear the sounds the sounds that haunt my very dreams. The sounds of innocent people screaming in agony and woe every single day but the worst sound was the one I think of every day the screams and cries of my mama torture me and torment me every day. When was this you ask and when can we get popcorn ok the story isn’t that long. When I was but a little boy I was taking from my home the Assyrians thought I had potential to become a killer I was stuffed on a type of cart pulled by some sort of strange animal. As I was pulled away from my burning village I could hear my mama screaming “Where’s my son?!”. From that day I pledged I would take a stand I learned there ways and became a mercenary killing thousands of people each and every day invading their villages and stealing their supplies my mama would have been ashamed I forgot all about my promise and I didn’t just become a mercenary I became one of them. I was always a trouble maker as a kid sometimes I would do stupid things and I would always remember my mom telling me I was better than this. When I finally came to my senses I fought back I tried my best but I ended up getting skinned alive with my last dying breath I said “mama I am sorry.”. //