The Red-headed Boy 

      Today, during my day at school, the town watchman told us that all of our after-school lessons and practices are cancelled, and that we had to go straight home after his announcement. Apparently, the agitators were on the prowl again, so we had to keep to the main roads. But really, seeing soldiers on the roads are quite normal, considering the fact that Great Barrington was the center of traffic during the Revolutionary War that ended in 1783. 

     Anyways, after the town watchman’s announcement, we were dismissed from school right away, and I walked home with Elizabeth Bachus, the new girl who came from New York. While we were walking, we ran into three really creepy people. Two of them were middle-aged farmers, and the third was a boy about my age with red hair. I was so glad that I was with Elizabeth, because I really wouldn't have wanted to encounter the men alone. Of course, Elizabeth was even more scared than I was, shaking the entire time, but it was better than being alone. In fact, she was so scared that if I had not dragged her on, she would have just stood there frozen and shaking. Now I know this sounds really weird, but I actually sort of like that redhead. I think that he is sort of cute. 

     Shortly after the encounter, Elizabeth’s grandpa judge Whiting came riding on his sleigh, and offered a ride home. Although I told him that I could just walk, he insisted. He also insisted on getting me a ride to school tomorrow morning with Elizabeth. Once I arrived home, as usual, father was not there because of work, and mother Mercy was ill as usual. 

     Now here’s the best part. When I looked out the window, I saw the men Elizabeth and I ran into earlier, with that cute red-headed boy! But, when I went to open the door to welcome them, they had disappeared. I really wonder where they are, and I hope I can see that red-head soon!