As I pull weeds from a wheat field, I hear the sound of something like thunder. I look up and see hundreds-no, thousands-of armed horsemen riding straight at me. I am frozen with fear. The only thing that fills my mind is the dreaded Mongols are coming. What should I do to keep myself safe or save myself ?
I hear the deafening sound of horses galloping. I try to run to my house but they are still there. I hear a horrible cry. I look to see who had screamed such a sound. I look around the corner to find my brother being killed. His last words were 'Run! The Mongols are here.' I think about running to him but as I think, I know I will get killed also. So I run back to my house to find not a soul there. I say my last words and run out to the Mongols.
I hear the deafening sound of horses galloping. I try to run to my house but they are still there. I hear a horrible cry. I look to see who had screamed such a sound. I look around the corner to find my brother being killed. His last words were 'Run! The Mongols are here.' I think about running to him but as I think, I know I will get killed also. So I run back to my house to find not a soul there. I say my last words and run out to the Mongols.
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