The Boston Massacre Analysis

The Boston Massacre

It started as a good afternoon. We were already having diner. Just the four of us, me Thomas Sims, my wife Anna Lee Sims, and my two sons Tom and Mason Sims. IT was quite a fine dinner of wild turkey,wine and bread. One of which only a lower class merchant would have with his family if they were celebrating something that was of huge significance. well tonight we were celebrating the British taking over empty store houses and factory warehouses instead of our shop and our house. then out of the corner of my eye I saw a British patrol. they have been getting more and more frequent as the riots have been getting to be more often and much more violent. this one was no different it was only the 29th taking their rounds. me and my sons have made it a habit and a competition to figure out the groups

this was not out of the normal i was just a British group on patrol that at this time at night they were right on time. then all of a sudden we heard yelling coming from the quartering house down the street of our house so i go to the window to investigate why there was this much noise at six o'clock at night. Then I see that ;it it was Edward Garrik a tough young barber's apprentice who was known for getting involved in the riots and being one of the first to jump into a fight. He was arguing with a british officer that i didn't know of. Then with a quick movement of the officer's hand he hit him with the stock of his rifle and instantly put him on the ground.“Get the kids to there rooms,” I told my wife. Knowing that things were about to get real ugly. when she returned downstairs there was already a crowd starting to form where Edward had been hit. “Whats going on,” she asked. Instantly I pointed to the crowd that was