It was a chilly morning and I awakened with an eerie feeling.
I stepped out of my tent and onto the moist dew of the grassy field. I could.
smell the hot coffee cooking over the jumping flames of the campfire. Then suddenly above .
the trees in the distance I saw flashes of gunfire like stars bursting in the sky, then I knew.
something was wrong. Suddenly, one of our scouts sprung out of the brush like a wild rabbit and ran to our commanding officer with extreme fear in his eyes like he had seen a ghost. I .
overheard him tell our commander that the British soldiers, with the largest unit he's ever seen, was attacking our lookout party. He said they were several miles away and that hadn't taken any casualties so we should be ready for attack.
Our commander than awakened the rest of our camp and then addressed us all.
He said, "The Redcoats are on their way. We're going to stand our ground and fight for the future of America!" We then put on our blue uniforms, filled our bags with gunpowder,.
retrieved our ammunition and finally cleaned our muskets for battle. Our commander then.
ordered us to form our battle lines facing the east. We then waited patiently, for we knew that life or death was just behind the dense gray fog and beyond the brush.
Everyone was silent and calm yet nervous as can be. Then suddenly faint in the distance we heard the light tap of the Redcoats' drums. The tapping of the drums grew closer and closer and as it got louder, it started to echo. We started to worry if it was a trick because it seemed so close yet we couldn't see anything. Then, out of the dense gray fog of the forest, the Redcoats slowly emerged from the fog as if they were appearing out of nowhere like ghosts.
Steadily they marched towards us. I started to get nervous because the sun rising in the east behind them was distorting our vision. We all scrambled to get out of the sun's rays so we could see the enemy.