I was walking across a field toward a group of trees. My clothing felt
oddly heavy and when I looked down I realized that I was a British soldier
during the Revolutionary War, with bright red hair. I had fallen in love with
an American girl and was going to meet her in the woods, hiding from her
parents because I knew they would kill me. I stepped into the woods and
heard people moving behind me, so I started running, trying to load my rifle at
the same time. The rebel army caught me and took me to a barn, where they
beheaded me. I watched as the yellow straw on the barn floor turned dark
red slowly from my blood. Then I became myself again, six years old and
sitting on my grandfather's lap, holding the book of the soldier's story in my
hands. I closed the book because I had just finished reading it. The back cover
was solid black, but the front had alternating diagonal stripes of black and
purple with a hologram in the center saying "Psycho." I looked at the man
who was supposed to be my grandfather, realized he was not, and saw that
he had red hair. I looked out the window and saw the same field and barn
where the soldier had been executed, the straw in the doorway still stained
with blood. --Mary
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