Jackson's+Assyrian+Narrative



**War in the Village**
 * I was huddled up with a blanket in the hut. I hear the clashing of metal from the Assyrians attacking my village. I listen to the screams of all the Babylonian people and their pets. They’re sprinting to get out of the village, but, sadly, most of them don’t make it out alive. **
 * I am Jacob Schleicher, and I am 11 years old, and I am cold and alone in my hut because my mother and father were in such a hurry to leave the village, they forgot me, because I was out hunting rabbits and deer for the fur and meat while, not known by me, the dreaded Assyrians were attacking the village. **
 * So, I’m stuck in this small hut made out of dried mud, dried grass, and the hardest resources we could find. Dust is everywhere in the air from the attackers. I feel puny and helpless just sitting in here hoping that they won’t find me. **


 * Then, I hear them only 4 huts down! I decide that I need to stand up for myself, and my village. I grab one of my father’s best spears and some body padding. I know now that there’s no turning back. I can feel the blood pulsing through my veins and I feel energy flowing **** everywhere in my body. I can hear the heavy foot-steps of the Assyrian warriors headed for my hut, and then I devise my entire plan at that moment. **
 * [[image:mrsgeib/Sheild.png width="245" height="410"]] The warriors kick open the door only to find a seemingly empty hut. They look everywhere; under the clothing, in every room, but they just can’t seem to find me. When they find my family’s valuables, that’s the limit. I jump down from the roof and stealthily take down one of the warriors by slitting his throat. I then sneak into another room and smack the warrior on the head with my shield, then shove the spear through a pressure point in the guard’s lower back. **
 * I scale the walls of the hut using the pieces of wood that are sticking out. Using this way of transportation, I jump down on the last guards back and strangle him. I open the door to the hut and throw the bodies of the guards out. Then the warriors, seeing what crucial damage I can do and the look of determination on my face, all flee from the village, screaming like girls, and all is well. **