The Day of Decision

     The day was as clear as glass. The sky was blue, and the fields were pure green. I picked weeds and plants quickly, so I could go to the village. I wanted to shop for clothing and jewelry, but for now I was in the fields. Then, it struck me. Sounding like thunder, thousands of men raced down hill towards the village. I didn't know much, but I knew enough to tell that the men were Mongols. I raced home to warn my parents, for they were the closest to Mongols at this point. My family quickly packed provisions and told me to warn t he village, but to meet them by the outskirts of town. I had to have courage, but I obeyed them. I raced to the village and started crying out, "The Mongols are coming! The Mongols are coming!" People's heads peaked out of shops and houses. I repeated my cries. 
     A nearby army man started closing down shops and running in and out of them, warning villagers about the attacks! I ran thought out the village until I knew the majority of the people were out of the village. I met my parent outside  of the village and watched silently (like the rest of the crowd) watch the city fall t the ground, burned. A new chapter would be beginning. Very very soon.