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Personal Narrative: Life During The Revolutionary War
I have missed you all so much. It has been sometime since I have been able to write to you. I am safe and everything is well. Josh and I have settled in a cottage at the top of one of the many hills in Boston with our two kids, Noah and Paige.
The soil, however is not fertile at all. The garden only produces enough food for our small family of four so trade is imperative. The church here is only of the Puritan faith, any other religion is considered obsolete. As I’m sure you have heard, Britain has placed taxes on the colonists in order to pay for the French and Indian War. The Tea Act was passed on December 16 and on that night colonists dressed as Native Americans boarded English ships and dumped all of the taxed tea into Boston Harbor.

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