London, it was a beautiful city with lakes, ponds and green lands all was going great in the town, you could smell the fresh air blowing past you like leaves hovering in the air with a nice cool breeze. London was the place to be until England declared war against Germany. London was destroyed with soldiers marching through the town defending there country, civilian death spreaded all over the country, people died of starvation because Germany stole all their food and supplies. Fires through town caused pollution and lots of deaths, gunshots lead to no silence, people were forced to leave their homes and others to stay inside. Buildings collapsed which would cost millions of dollars in repair but the government was so tied up in the war he sent all the money to his army. It was dark times nobody had freedom and happiness but they had tragic memories. For young Steven his most tragic event that he had during the war was on October 23 1914. His mother delivered the news to him late afternoon when he just arrived at home.
“Honey, something happened and you’ve got to understand,” announced Steven’s mom as she was trying not to burst into tears.
“Why?” asked Steven, puzzled about what his mom was about to say.
“Because, your father is dead. He died in action in Norway,” Steven’s mom sobbed.
“What, no this cannot be,” Steven whined.
“I know this isn’t good times but we’ll live through it,” Steven’s mom promised.
“I never even told him how I felt,” Steven confessed.
“Alright listen Steven, you have to go to the Wellford Castle and stay out of sight. I’ll meet you there and we’ll flee on a boat to Sweden” whispered Stevens mom.
“Alright I’ll go to Sweden with you,” answered Steven.
“Good. Oh! Before you leave take this map with you. It will guide you to Wellford Castle. Just remember to stay out of sight,” cautioned Steven’s mom. Suddenly a rumbling grew louder and louder.
“Duck!” Steven cried. Steven’s mother hid under a trap door, which was implanted near our window. She jumped in and Steven hid under a table. Bang! A gunshot broke the door-knob of the house and five men entered in the house wearing black boots, white pants, red coats with green gloves, a cape that covered their face and in their left shoulders they carried they’re guns. Theses men looked like clowns at their worst.
“Look over there,” demanded one of the soldiers
“Nothing here sir,” replied another soldier.
“Darn flier’s, just can’t wait till I get my hands on them” mumbled what appeared to be the highest-ranking officer in the house. The way the highest-ranking soldier acted was like a fisherman who hadn’t caught a fish in years.
“I don’t think there’s anybody here,” declared finally one of the soldiers.
“Fine, lets go,” demanded the head officer in the room. The five soldiers left the house not knowing that Steven and his mom were hiding in there. After they left Steven crawled out of under the table and went to the trapdoor.
“Steven thank got you weren’t found,” Steven’s mom exclaimed.
“What is this place,” asked Steven
“It’s my secret traveling place,” Steven’s mom started to explain.“ It leads to Wellford Castle, but I didn’t tell you because it’s broken, so I decided to let only me go in and for you to take the streets because it’s surprisingly safer then in here. But anyway since you know I guess we should both take the tunnel .The nearest exit is at Sherman’s General Store, which will be soon controlled by the enemy’s Forces. Our Secret Military Force found out about this yesterday. Before we arrive at the General Store we’ll be dressing up as soldiers with this clothes given by our Secret Military Force. After arriving at the General Store we would make our way to Wellford Castle. Then we’d take our horse sitting in the horse barn. After we’ll ride with our horse to Canvey and pick our friend Mr. Anica and we’ll sail to Sweden,” Steven’s mom finished her explaining.
Chapter Two: Sherman’s General Store
Steven and his mom took the tunnel to Sherman’s General Store.
“Wait, don’t move,” whispered Steven. More rumbling grew louder from on top of them and gunshots were herded.
“From our location it’s on Elm Street and Dale Street,” pointed out, Steven’s mom as she was looking at the map.
“Quickly to the General Store,” Steven cried. They hurried to the store and got of another trapdoor.
“Alright who made this trapdoor?” demanded Steven’s mom.
“What the dang,” bellowed a shopper.
“I’ll repeat the question once more. Who made this door?” asked again Steven’s mom. Nobody answered.
“Nobody did it here, right?” Steven’s mom clarified.
“Right,’ the shoppers replied with confusion.
“Okay then we’ll be going now,” answered Steven’s mom and they left to Wellford Castle.
“Look there it is,” exclaimed Steven, like if it was his happiest day of his life. Steven and his mom ran to the Castle and upon arrival they were stop by a German soldier who kept shouting out words in German. They had no idea what he was saying. So they walked away, luckily the soldier did not follow them even though he had suspicion in his eyes. Steven and his mom finally arrived at the Castle. It was much bigger than Steven anticipated. The castle was made out of stone bricks and metal and was over 15 meters tall with only 15 windows carved in a oval shape. Steven and his mother finally found the barn that was attached to the castle on the side. They walked around the barn looking for their horse.
“Their it is,” exclaimed Stevens mom in happiness. So Steven and his mom rode the horse to Canvey.
Chapter 3: Sailing to freedom
At Canvey Steven and his mom met Mr. Anica a sailor that was going to take them to Sweden.
“Ahoy-there mates ready to sail,” asked Mr.Anica.
“Just get the engine started and these clothes on and we’ll leave,” ordered Stevens’s mom.
“Sure thing Mrs.?” Asked Mr.Anica.
“It’s Smith,” answered Mrs.Smith.
“What about you happy sailor, ready to go?” asked Mr.Anica.
“Yes I am,” replied Steven happily.
Conclusion
Steven his mom and Mr. Anica sailed for two hours and luckily, they weren’t caught by anyone. When they arrived in Sweden they all posed as civilians living there. For the rest of the war Steven, his mother and Mr. Anica lived with freedom. When the war ended in 1918 at the eleventh hour at the eleventh minute. They all went back home on the very same day the national anthem was sung everyone got up and looked out their window and for Steven he just wanted to help out in anyway he could after all the suffering. For the brave soldiers killed in action including his father, Steven showed his respect for them by singing every November the eleventh “ In Flanders Field” twice.
In Flanders field, the poppies blow,
Between the crosses, row on row,
That mark our place; and in the sky,
The larks still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.
Adapted version of John Mccrae 1872-1918
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