The Minutemen

I am a 15 year old boy, they wanted me to fight, fight for my country. I was dirty, cold, and I missed my family. My other teammates, they felt the same thing as I felt. Exit from your comfort, and go fight, even though we are too young, they want fighters. We were with a man called Paul Revere. Suddenly, we heard horses and men screaming, “The redcoats are coming! The redcoats are coming!” And with this, finally I figured out why I was there, to die for America, and to fight for freedom.