Historical fiction writing

 

The British arriving at Sydney cove, 1788

Hi my name is john I’m a convict sent from England let me tell you how it all began. It all started one day of work quietly, I continued cleaning the chimney. Suddenly, the owner started talking to me “I’m leaving to go do business with one of my clients don’t steal anything or I’ll have the runners to you” and slammed the door. Alright I said to myself lets do this I picked up my bag I found a gun so if the runners did find me I could shoot them. I put some stuff in my bag and fled. For the next few days I was safe I got some food for the stuff I stole until the day. A violent nock began on my little hut I opened the door gun in hand and saw the policeman. Without thinking twice I pulled the trigger but I had never used a gun and missed. The next second, the policeman was on me and snatched the gun from me quickly. A next he shoved me in this van it was scary being caught. Next we were all placed in a room full of children like me they looked hungry everywhere was full and crowded. Next they put me in a court room. “For the theft of two aprons large amounts of money and a pistol and for the attempted murder of jay walkings I find you guilty”.”How do you plead” “sir I didn’t want to kill him I was poor and hungry”.”How do you plead!” Yelled the judge “guilty sir” “you are sentenced to transportation across the seas for 7 years” the gavel fell like a thunderbolt falling out of the sky. Then I was put in the same old cart and sent to the docs I knew where I was going.

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