Chapter 9 Second Continental Congress

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Steve ran through the town square, barking, and startled a flock of overly fat pigeons that had landed in the fountain. Hannah smiled. She saw the building where the meeting was going to be taking place and slipped inside. She saw the draft of the Declaration of Independence laid out on the table. Steve barked excitedly, but stopped when Hannah shushed him. She whipped out her notes and started copying the important parts down. She was nearly done when Steve started growling. Hannah heard footsteps. Oh no! She started scribbling faster, but was stopped by a shout.

"Hey! Stop, thief!" Hannah grabbed her notes and ran out the door. "STOP!" No way. Later, Hannah and Steve were walking down the path and saw the crowd that was gathered around the 2nd Continental Congress. It must be 1775 again! They push their way through and see them through the window. An all too familiar man walks into the room through the back door.

"Hello, my name is Mitch Swanson," he says, bowing. "I am a representative from New Hampshire and I have some suggestions for you fine group of gentlemen," he continued, "Let me see what you have so far." Hannah clutched her notes nervously - she couldn't afford to lose them now! As before, Mitch took the Declaration and ran off. He threw it into the furnace. When they left, she rushed in and snatched it from the flames. She ran back to the building and showed them the charred remains.

"Sorry, this is all I could save." She saw the looks on some of the men's faces. They asked if she could read it, "Honestly, no I can't. I do have some notes though, if you want those," Hannah said as she handed James Madison her notes. James flipped through them and gasped.

"This is just what we need!" he said, nearly in joyful tears. "Thank you, we are so grateful. Three cheers for Hannah, the founding mother!"

"Wooooo! Go Hannah!" all of the men shouted while Hannah smiled the biggest smile she ever had and Steve barked happily and wagged his tail. Hannah walked outside to take a bow for the cheering crowd of colonists but instead, ended up in the blackness of a portal. Hannah gasped and sat up in bed sweating. Steve was lying down by her feet.

"Was that really all a dream?" Hannah asked herself. Steve looked up at her and cocked his head. He barked softly in agreement, trying not to wake anybody else. Steve walked over to Hannah, licked her face, and lay back down next to her. Hannah sighed, pulled the blanket over her, and went back to sleep into the darkness of dreamland.

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