Creative Writing: The Choctaw Boy

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It was August of 1819 in Mississippi. Men were harvesting corn and beans. The smell of the Choctaw own acorn bread filled the air. All the children were prancing about, playing with friends, shooting squirrels with their little toy bows, and wrestling for the last bite of jerky. All but one child. That lonely little boy’s name was Koi. Koi never got to play with the other Choctaw boys, as he had to prepare to become chief. Koi looked at his father with his pleading icy blue eyes. “Pleeease Father?” The 9 year old boy begged. “Can I go play with the other boys and girls?” “For the last time, no!” Moshulatubbee bellowed, “You need training for when the time comes for you to be chief of the Choctaw!” “It’s not fair…” the raven haired boy muttered. “What was that?!” The …show more content…

The two lovers then began to leave the room, cautiously. “What is that disgraceful thing your holding?! I’m gonna need to see that. Give it to me.” The soldier motioned with his hand Koi hesitated, but reluctantly handed over the infant. “I’m just gonna take this thing out back and shoot it. We don’t need another damn helpless Indian on our hands, under our care! It’ll only make racket and waste our supplies.” Koi understood that something bad was going to happen to his son. He immediately took action, reaching for the infant. The soldier drew his gun and pushed Koi away. Issi snagged the baby and began to run. Koi stayed tightly behind her. The three fled out of the building, and ran into the woods. The white skin opened fire. Koi felt an extremely sharp pain in his gut, sending him to the ground, screaming in pain. Issi stopped and ran back, infant still in her arms. “Go… save yourself. Run where they will never find you. You will see me once again someday, I promise. Just keep our chief and yourself away from trouble. Good luck. I love you, Baby.” “But….” “Go on! You dont have much time…” Koi’s voice trailed off, and he took his last painful breath of

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