Our Emperor!!

Napoleon was a great soldier, and a great leader. He lead many armies across the plains and mountains, the Alps to be exact. He may not have rode in on a steed but he got there and fought his heart out.

Many people may have died, couple thousands, but he never gave up once. Everytime he comes home to Paris he always makes a new army and keeps on fighting back. He was a good man too. He noticed a lot of us. We love this man, even though he is pretty short he had a really big heart for this country, and that makes all feel important.

Napoleon changed our taxes to lower prices, gave us schools, parks, roads and a national guard. We all now have an education and a better future for our kids. But now Nepoleon is dead, he got killed in Trafalgar by Harashio. It was a sad day when he died and we all payed our respects. He was selfish yet he still knew that we had feelings to and wanted to make us feel wanted.

National Razor

Here I am standing by my door and a guard walks by and looks at me as if i said something wrong. I say hello and good evening to him, and he just keeps walking. I was so scared for a moment there I went into my house and sat down on the my barrel of a chair. I tell my kids to never say a word about the price of bread. They nod there head and go on and play again.

Next day I wake up to the sounds of screams, not ordinary sceams of a woman, but of a young child. I run out the door to see my child standing in the Guillotine. I run over to watch and yell at the guards to ask them what my oldest child did. They did not respond to me so I run up the stairs and try to untie my child while she is screaming and crying at the same time. The guards hold me and make me watch as my child is murdered. After her soul left her body I was next and I knew it. I was scared and i asked them if i can say a word to my kids, they reply yes. I tell my kids to not say a word and to not make a scene about anything.

They tie me up to the table and slide it forward. All that is running through my mind is that the law of the king is foolish and dumb. I am thinking of nothing but to see my wife who had earlier died from these monsters. I only want to be with her and my daughter, but who will take care of my kids I am all they had and what they needed. I take one look into the crowd and see my children crying because they have no one left I yell out I love them. I dont think they can hear me but they can read my lips, and they say it back. The tear from my eye streams down into the basket that will soon hold my head in it.

The womens raid

I am one of the poor "fish women" as they would call us. Everyday I wake up and go cut fish all day long to try support my children. All i can afford to feed them is bread and just yesterday the bread prices got raised so i can only afford one loaf of bread per month.

After we found out they raised the prices this didn't only bring rage to me but all of the poor men and women. Here the king and queen are sitting there probably eating and we are starving just so we can try feed are kids a little bit a day. We are all very lucky if we even get to eat a little bread each day. The days went on and rage kept boiling me and the women were starting to come up with a plan to set up a protest outside the palace and demand what we want.

Soon there were hundreds of people standing with us outside the gate and we were determined to make sure the king knew what we wanted and that we got what we wanted. 2 days pasted by and we knew it was time to make our move because we knew that the king would sit in there for days. So we did it... we burst threw those gates with knives, guns, anything we had and we killed anyone that got in our way. Women were decapitating the guards and putting their heads on spears. But the guards weren't enough we wanted the queen. She walks around with all her fancy stuff on and she eats her food and were here starving and cold! They have no respect for us so its time to get what we deserve. So we rampaged through the house hunting, women went in her room tore up everything they were yelling out I want her head, I want her leg, I want her arm ext... they want to literally tear her apart. We found her in the kings room hiding behind the king and we demanded that he give us what we want and deserve. The next day he was on a carriage to Paris and we had all the flour we needed. We finally got some respect.