We were all riding our horses, on the plains. John was in his cart pulled, by his horse.
They were all laughing as they sang together
"Should auld acquaintance be forgot"
"And never brought to mind"
"Should auld acquaintance be forgot"
"For the sake of the Auld Lang syne"
"For auld Lang syne, my friend"
They realized to be on a hill, with a small slope. Johns horse neighed, not wanting to go down. But others did cheering and riding down but Mary and William stayed behind Elizabeth was still at the house.
"Go on Billy and Mary boys will be boys and girls of course." John said.
We both smiled and took off riding, "Ha!" William cried, William apologized for last night earlier when we were riding, I forgave him but I didn't know if I could really ever actually forgive him.
William pulled out his gun as I did also, we ran down further, only to have tons of Murphy's men surround John.
Both of us watched with eyes wide, we had then seen John get shot bullet after bullets.
They all road off, trying to out run Murphy's men.
Later the regulators were all looking down at the grave as Richard read from the Bible.
"For as much as it has pleased almighty God, in his wise providence, to take out of this world the soul of our decreased brother, we therefore commit his body to the ground. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust" he said.
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Young Guns (won't continue)
PertualanganSo I will most likely be writing a new one since this is kinda old and if I ever get into editing it then I'll do that and maybe continue it but for now I'll be creating a new one so keep a heads up for that!:)
