Kaylee’s+Assyrian+Attack

Kaylee price Period3/4

October 10, 2012 Oh No Not Again! I’m going to tell you what happened to me one day. On this particular day the Assyrians came again to my village and captured me but, I don’t want to get too far ahead so let’s start from the beginning. It all started on a hot summer’s day in Languish. I had a creek in my back because I slept on the floor. Of course me being the oldest of my siblings, I had to sacrifice and sleep on the cold, hard floor. Then I heard my mother calling me, “Kaylee come into the house and help me weave!” “Okay!” I said. I was really mad at my mother because she wouldn’t let me go in the fields with my brother and father. She always said that I was a girl and girls were not allowed to work in the fields. When I started to help my mom we heard my father yelling, “The Assyrians are coming again. Everyone hide!” So we ran into the barn. Last time this happened my best friend was captured. I wondered what happened to her. What if they take me to? I can’t worry about that now. I have to save my family. So, I told my mom to get a lot of food and I told my dad to get some blankets. “Where is Jacob!” said my mom. “I’ll go find him and hide him.” I said. “Okay.”, said mom. So I went into the house and what did I find my brother playing games. “What are you doing? The Assyrians are here! We have to go!” I exclaimed. So I took him by the arm and dragged him into the barn but, before I could get in the barn one of the Assyrians came walking up to me. So I closed the barn door before he could see my family. He looked at me and smiled. I did what I had to do and sacrifice myself for the safety of my family. “What is going to happen to me?” I thought. After the Assyrian smiled at me he took me to be a prisoner. As we were running I saw so many dead and dying people. My friend was lying on the floor dead. “NOOOOOOOOO!” I yelled. The Assyrian told me to be quiet and to stop squirming or he would behead me. Of course I didn’t want to be beheaded so I bit my lip so I wouldn’t cry or scream. Then, he put me on a chariot and we rode out of my city state and onto the very long road. When we were out of my city state the Assyrian solider told me that I was going to be a slave worker. I said to him, “Why are you doing this? Why are you taking me?” He said, “It was my orders and I can’t disobey my leader.” I got so mad that I punched the Assyrian in the face and he fell out of the chariot. He fell on the ground so hard that his head cracked open and he died shortly after. I saw these beautiful things that were pulling the chariot. I think the man called them horses. I also had seen the man use these so called reins and I stepped on to the chariot and took hold of the reins. Then I heard some men yelling at me with iron weapons. I got so scared but I knew this would be my only chance to survive. I had been watching my captor use the reins so I tried my best to pull the horses and chariot back towards my city state. I then realized that I could not go directly back to my city state because the Assyrians were after me on their horses with iron weapons. I had to become a refugee until I could get them off my trail. Nightfall was quickly upon us and I knew I would have to ditch the horses and chariot or I would stick out like a sore thumb. I went around some mountains and found a cave. I took the horses far away from the cave and abandoned them by a river. I then traveled back to the cave for what seemed like forever. Finding branches along the way I collected them to try and make a fire back at the cave. The mountain with the cave was getting closer and I was overjoyed to the thought that I would soon be in hiding. The two nights I spent in the cave were scary but after that I knew for certain that the Assyrians had to be off my trail. Early the next morning I headed home to my city state. With the rising sun I felt my heart grow with the excitement that I not only saved my family but I also had enough bravery to save myself. As I got closer to my home I saw my Mom. My heart leaped with joy. I yelled, “Mom! I am home!” My Mom turned and looked at me with tears streaming down her face and ran towards me. We hugged each other and cried because we knew from now on everything was going to be just fine because we were a very brave family and I was a very brave girl.