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Hamilton's POV
"H-h-hi..." (Collapse)
Ugh...... I made it! Yes! Ha! That should prove I can take care of myself! Or not because I was taken by the British... Whatever. It's all good. I think.
"Son... You didn't..."
"I did." Yes this is it! This is where he says that I am allowed to fight!
"Sir, can I fight now?"
"(Sarcastically) Totally son. You can fight." Yes I knew it! I should start right away oh this is the best day if my life! (Starts to get up)
"NO! I was joking! Son, you're too young. At 16... Maybe. You're also wounded. Badly. You passed out not too long ago!" Man! I thought this was my chance.
"What can I do now, sir? I want to help!"
"You can... Rest. It will be best. Not only were you hurt before. But now... It's best if you rest."
"Ok sir..." I don't want to rest! I should do something else! Like... I dunno. It will come to me. For now... What choice do I have?
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YEETMAS
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