Catch me if you can

Jordan Mortimer

Mrs. Fraser

Creative Writing

11 September 2015

Dream Threads

“The men were in dark British uniforms, on tall black horses. They had been looking for hours but still were confused at how I was gone so fast. You see, I am wanted for stealing my neighbors chicken, well, for my dog stealing my neighbors chicken. I tried to explain but they wouldn’t listen, they just told me that I would be allowed to say my piece in court. And that point was the point at which my mouth began to speak before my brain could think. All I remember was shouting some derogatory words at the man in charge and I was then told that I was to be tried on accounts of going against the court, or something stupid like that. So I did what anyone else in my position would’ve done, I threw a rock at the guy in front and ran. Now I’m hiding up high in a willow, watching them search for me bellow. I can’t go home because I’ll be seen, I can’t turn myself in and apologize because I’ll be hung , see the issue I’m having? So after sitting in that stupid and uncomfortable tree for what felt like eons, it got too dark for them to continue searching. I then saw an opportunity and I took it.

I was now on my way to my buddy Roy’s house, he lived about 5 miles from the village and I knew he would hide me there until the whole mess blew over. So I get there, knock on the door, and walk in, well Roy had already heard everything about what had happened. He says to me “Jameson, you couldn’t possible have thought that you could escape these blue coated morons!” Roy hated being under British rule as much as I did, so after arguing for a bit. H let me get settled in his little crawl space type deal so that I could hide out for a while. Being so far from the village I was able to hunt with Roy and work out in the garden to help earn my keep. Plus it gave me something to do during the day.  I hid out there with Roy for about a month and then I figured that id head into town and see if anyone cared that I was back. And they did, I was chased out of town and told not to come back or id be hanged. Thinking that was the stupidest reason to hang someone I went ahead and left town and went back to Roy’s. But once I got to where I was able to see the house, that’s when it all went bad. Someone had found out that Roy had kept me and lit the poor guys place on fire. He could do nothing but stand and watch his life burn down. He was so angry he said that he would kill all the blue coats himself if he had too. And that’s when I got an idea.” “Josh come downstairs… Dinners ready!” My mom yelled. I guess I’ll have to finish reading another time. It’s just that, whenever I read I always find myself pulled into the book, lulled by the story. I imagine myself in that story as if I were a character.