It was cold and ordinary evening on March 5, 1770, when I was walking down King street with my friend Henry. As were walking past the Custom House a young wig maker's apprentice walked up to a British soldier and insulted him because he had not payed for a wig. Another British soldier had walked out and scolded the young boy for disrespecting a British soldier. The boy exchanged insults with the soldier so he pulled out his musket and struck the boy on the side of the head. A stream of chills rushed through my body when I witnessed that. He fell on the cold, snowy ground crying in pain. This attracted a crowd of people that grew larger and more boisterous as people began to yell at the British soldiers.
The church bells were rung, which usually means that there is a fire, bringing more and more people out. By the time the bells stopped, there were over fifty people gathered together, yelling and scolding the soldiers who had their muskets loaded and pointing at the crowd. I stood to the side because I would never want to have a gun pointed at me. I knew something was going to happen because some folks in the crowd started to pick up stones and make snowballs. As I predicted, the crowd started to throw sticks, stones, and snowballs at the Lobsterbacks. The two soldiers began to back up against the Custom House for they could get in a somewhat safer position. The British soldiers called for assistance. In a less than a minute, twenty-nine more soldiers came running into the action, taking the same position as the others. A few men pushed their way through the crowd and shouted, “For God’s sake, take care of your men. If they fire, you must die”. The Captain of the troops responded, “I am aware of it”. The crowd got more and more out of hand and they started yelling, “Fire, damn you, fire!” This made the soldiers get threatened, but they didn’t want to fire unless they were ordered. All this made me kind of mad so I joined the crowd. I went near the back just to be safe. As I was shouting with everyone else, I see a wooden club be thrown from someone behind me.The club flew through the air and hit one of the soldiers right in the head. He dropped his musket, which was loaded, on the ground. As soon a the weapon hit, it shot. The shot rang out, everyone …show more content…
That was when I realized that I was in danger so I ducked with everyone else. I didn’t know who was shot because I was in the back but by the the sounds and screams it sounded like an older man. One of the soldiers, probably the one who was hit by the club, yelled, “Fire”. All I saw was smoke and all I heard were screams. I knew that at least three people were dead. After all the smoke had cleared out there was complete silence. There were five dead bodies on the ground. Some squirming and some still as a rock. The white snow was turning deep red. I was shocked and my ears were ringing so I couldn’t hear anything. Then I realized that I haven’t seen Henry. I didn’t bother looking for him so I ran home because I was scared that there would be more
The church bells were rung, which usually means that there is a fire, bringing more and more people out. By the time the bells stopped, there were over fifty people gathered together, yelling and scolding the soldiers who had their muskets loaded and pointing at the crowd. I stood to the side because I would never want to have a gun pointed at me. I knew something was going to happen because some folks in the crowd started to pick up stones and make snowballs. As I predicted, the crowd started to throw sticks, stones, and snowballs at the Lobsterbacks. The two soldiers began to back up against the Custom House for they could get in a somewhat safer position. The British soldiers called for assistance. In a less than a minute, twenty-nine more soldiers came running into the action, taking the same position as the others. A few men pushed their way through the crowd and shouted, “For God’s sake, take care of your men. If they fire, you must die”. The Captain of the troops responded, “I am aware of it”. The crowd got more and more out of hand and they started yelling, “Fire, damn you, fire!” This made the soldiers get threatened, but they didn’t want to fire unless they were ordered. All this made me kind of mad so I joined the crowd. I went near the back just to be safe. As I was shouting with everyone else, I see a wooden club be thrown from someone behind me.The club flew through the air and hit one of the soldiers right in the head. He dropped his musket, which was loaded, on the ground. As soon a the weapon hit, it shot. The shot rang out, everyone …show more content…
That was when I realized that I was in danger so I ducked with everyone else. I didn’t know who was shot because I was in the back but by the the sounds and screams it sounded like an older man. One of the soldiers, probably the one who was hit by the club, yelled, “Fire”. All I saw was smoke and all I heard were screams. I knew that at least three people were dead. After all the smoke had cleared out there was complete silence. There were five dead bodies on the ground. Some squirming and some still as a rock. The white snow was turning deep red. I was shocked and my ears were ringing so I couldn’t hear anything. Then I realized that I haven’t seen Henry. I didn’t bother looking for him so I ran home because I was scared that there would be more