1600s The Candles last Breath1600~~~~~~I could hear a thudBang!Over and overIt consumed the halls loudly as if it was in rageDown the stairs it seemed to run back and forthEvery second there was a changeThe bedrooms seem to be dullThe candles where blown forcefully as if someone or something was hiding from the lightIt was cold nowBang~It didnt stopI felt clued to my emotions, gripping my teddy tightI walked slowly to fathers roomThe door was cracked openLooking in the banging grew louderEach like a hit to the faceI tilted my body, watching Bang!This thing cameBang!!Louder and louderBang!!!He was dead
17631763--------The war began in the dead silence of the nightNo wolf howledNo child criedThere they were killed offI was left in awe to stand and watch the flames consume lifeDeath was hereHis hand raised over this small town of CharlestonIt was cracked by his whipTaking each stitch from their recked livesThey deserved death-Did they?My heart was the only thud before the blowI could hear-Feel my head crackI fell to my kneesIt was timeAnother crackI coiled in agony to find lifeless stoned eyes looking downWas this him?He was silentHe made no a soundI derseved itDid they?--------1763