Hal-Senpai

The first few months in Jamestown were horrid. Many people died from disease and native american raids. We built a stockade around our civilization to protect us from further harm from the natives. Our colony was growing, more and more people were coming, and we had managed to build multiple buildings. I stayed in a community house with some other men since they made a law that you couldn't build your own house. We had to buy one, which upset some of us, but we didn't make a public outburst. It would've most likely led to us being persecuted--Which isn't something someone desired, so we stayed silent. We made money working in the fields, and

I had told my father that day, the day I learned that they were going to send people to go to the New World. I longed to go. I wanted to be free poverty and live a good life. The voyage wouldn't start for another nine years. I was nineteen years-old when I arrived in Jamestown. December 6th, 1606 The Journey on Godspeed The port had been crowded, an eighteen year-old me was clutching a ticket. I was going to the New World! I looked at my ticket; My name was printed in bold in the right hand corner. I looked back up, scanning the other people who were heading to the New World as well. There were some people who looked like aristocrats at the

There was a white light in front of me, pain was striking all over. My abdomen, neck, my everything. Was this the end? I heard a scream ring out, and some other language I couldn't speak. In these last moments, my life flashed before my eyes..... 1598 London, England Footsteps, ringing bells, and people's voices flooded my ears. I had been sitting in an alley that day--The day that changed my life.-- My father was out making his pitiful attempts to sell some of his wears, while I kept cover in an alley to avoid getting into trouble. There was a light pain in my abdomen along with a rather loud grumble, I was starving. The last meal I had wa

The match had started and Marcus and I were circling around each other, the winner of this match got the rights to court Meghan, loser has to stay just friends with her. I had to win this no matter what. Marcus lunged at me, throwing a punch towards my face, so I jumped away, before he could hit me. He turned, and swung again, this time, a direct hit to the face. I punched back, blocked, using my other hand I punched again, countered. I haven't landed a single hit, and I was already bleeding. I couldn't lose! He swung another punch, a left hook, my plan was to counter it, so I squatted down and punched him in the gut, it hit! I jumped back up

It's been three months since I started my training with the beautiful Meghan Nicole. I was entering my first real boxing match in a few hours, and I was pumped! I wasn't at the high school tournament yet. This was more of a little training match between two high schools, mine and one from another school district. Boxing wasn't exactly a big part of our school, so I wasn't going to expect a big crowd, which I was right, the only people that were actually there were parents, coaches from other schools, and some bored students that just decided to watch for the fun of it. I sat on the bench with Michael, he was chosen to box in the training matc

Was my dad a boxer? That's what it looked like in the picture. It was my father with boxing gloves inside a boxing ring, maybe that was why he didn't want me to do boxing. Whatever. He'll tell me when he's ready. Who knew though, my father was a boxer, that's probably where I get my great punch from. It closed the box and took the boxing gloves. I went up to my room and put them on my bed before going downstairs to hang out with my father. Man! I couldn't let off the fact that he was a boxer. I wanted to ask him, even though it contradicted my earlier statement about letting him tell me when he wanted to. This was conflicting, I'll just eat d

The bell rang and the spar began. Darren lunged at me, the first thing that popped into my mind was run, so that's what I did. I could tell Coach was upset with me trying to run away, and if I needed to impress looks like I'll have to fight. Great. I turned back to Darren, who threw a punch right at my face, so I ducked a bit, took a step forward, and punched him right in the gut. Darren was surprised by my punch, he probably thought of me as a chicken, and chickens aren't known to fight back. To be honest, I was surprised too. Darren turned to me, his eyes filled with pure hatred, it seems as if this guy didn't like to lose. How unfortunate.

By luck, Michael and I were in the homeroom class and we had multiple classes together. I was pretty happy, I'd have someone I knew in my classes. We chose our seats when we walked into homeroom, the back near the window, he sat to the right of me, I was about to ask about Meghan, but it seems as if he read my mind, because he immediately started talking about her. "So, I bet you're wondering about Meghan, right? Well, you've made friends with the right person, Phil. Meghan's father used to be a professional boxer, but he's retired now. I'm pretty sure Meghan loves boxing, she's always using boxing moves when she fights, and I see her practic

High school is supposed to be the worst four years of your life, at least that's what my friend's older brother said when I was hanging out at his place a couple years back. I mean, yeah, it probably was, but I was determined to make it at least decent, but if it ended up like junior high, I'd be in some trouble. I was starting school tomorrow and I was nervous. Come on, who wouldn't be. Starting at a brand new school in a brand new state with brand new people, I was going to be the newbie no one knew! That wasn't cool! Whatever, I guess I'll just have to deal with it, my father's job made him transfer, he had no choice unless he wanted to lo