Raid: A Story Of The Raid On The Medway-Realistic Fiction



On the day of June 9th 1667,Michael had running for his life! He was in Chatham, England.
KABOOM! KABOOM! A British ship had gone down! How would Michael survive this horrible destructive raid?
                                       ONE DAY EARLIER: JUNE 8TH 1667

"Aah....  This feels good....''  I had been in France, England for the past 12 years, We had moved here ever since my mom died. BA! PA! PA! the trumpet sound was aloud when the gladiators had trumpeted it. The gladiators said that everyone in this neighborhood had to leave to Chatham.
My dad and I started packing to leave

                                                   THE NEXT DAY:1:25 PM

THUMP! THUMP! Something had woken me up in the middle of the night. But I didn't move, I just went back to sleep. We had reached Chatham at 3:57 in the afternoon, we were about to leave when the guard stopped us. The guard had spotted black money!

                                                         6:30

KABOOM! Another British ship went down! I had counted down. 13! 13 British ships went down!!
Soon, after hours of fighting, we finally won.
                                    THE END