Redcoats-Personal Narrative

Another day came when the sun rose above the horizon. Another day goes by as I watch the landlord’s daughter, his beautiful black-eyed daughter, live on without even noticing I’m here. At least the horses appreciate my being, as I feed them and brush them and clean their stalls. That was all my life was, a stable boy. Why don’t I just leave? Well if only the landlord’s daughter wasn’t here. Bess is the only thing that is keeping my will to live alive. If only Bess could know how much I care for her. As night fall came I was just leaving my duties behind, which I would come back for at dawn, a figure approached Bess’s window. It was dark, so all I could see was his the outline of his hat and a pistol at his side. I knew who it was, the Highwayman,
I thought of Bess and the Highwayman, how they acted, how they looked at each other. Should I have done this? I shook my head. Of course I should have. I deserve this. Do I? As I made my way into the stables, Redcoats glided into the inn. I thought nothing of it. As I heard them drinking ale, full of joy, their shadows slowly drifted across the wall and disappeared into….. Bess’s room. A speck of doubt fluttered through my mind, but went away just as I heard the sound of a struggle, a musket loaded, and footsteps becoming louder. Out the Redcoats strutted, happy as they went in. Time passed as moonlight came. The figure of a man on a horse came into view, the Highwayman. Just as the Redcoats readied their guns, a shot echoed through the fields. It was not the Redcoats. My gut churned as I got a horrible feeling. Suddenly, it was like time reversed as the dark figure started to disappear. The next morning the landlord announced Bess’s
I slammed myself against the stable doors. Then sat down hard while trying not to think. It didn’t help. This was my fault, but how could Bess do this? It wasn’t supposed to end like this. At dawn I saw my enemy. He rode closer. I thought I might have to hide for afraid the Highwayman was coming for me. How could I still be afraid? What more can I lose? I couldn’t answer those questions. Suddenly, I heard a familiar sound. Then to my delight and surprise I spotted the Highwayman lying on the dirt road. I felt happy yet disappointed of this feeling. I was celebrating someone's death. They deserved it. From that day on I thought nothing of these events. I just tried to live as a stable boy, with no one noticing I was