Daughters of the American Revolution

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I remember when this started. I was outside with my mother, 3 brothers, and both sisters. Phoebe is 14 years old, Felicity is 8 years, my mother Elizabeth, and me, Cornelia. We are the McLane family. It was August 26, 1776, at 5:00 A.M. My father had just left for the bank in New York City since he is a banker, even though we live in Long Island. I was feeding my favorite 2 chickens, which I named Clarissa and Agatha. They are like my best friends. My mother was feeding the cows and pigs. My brother Benedict went out hunting to get meat for this week's dinner. My family isn't very wealthy, and we don't own that much land or many animals. We get our milk from the cows to make butter and other products that we can eat or sell to our neighbors for gold. My two sisters were playing with the ducklings, and gathering apples from the apple orchard. My brother Cyrus was tending the fields and Elias was playing with his few toys. I remember hearing an explosion in the distance, and seeing all of my family members with a worried and bewildered look in their faces. We all heard rumors about a war starting and we weren't certain if this explosion was the beginning of it. My mother tried to calm us down but all of her attempts were fruitless. Phoebe and Felicity started crying and so did Elias. I tried to calm them by saying that it was just someone who was hunting near by. I then run up to my mother to ask her if she thought that there really was a war starting, and without telling me a word, I knew that she was trying to show that the war was starting but I looked at her scared and worried face and I knew that I guessed correctly. The war had started. We just pretended that we never heard that bombing sound. We all kept working until 8:0... ... middle of paper ... ... too many stones in all the body until I finally fainted in between some bushes. I remember that the date I fainted was September 1, 1776. When I finally woke up, I was lying injured on my bed, I was lying on my bed! I asked what happened and what was going on, how do I finished here, and many other questions I had to ask my mother who was standing by my bed. She explained me everything, from when my brother Benedict found me lying in between the bushes and brought me home, to how many times I woke up for just a minute or two. I had a great pain in my body, but all that matters was that I was finally at home. I asked my mother what day it was and she told that it was September 15, 1776. She told me the war was over and that my father and my two brothers were alive. I hugged all my family and started screaming and jumping in joy. I felt the happiest girl in the world.

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