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PUBLISHED WRITTEN WORKS: BY MR. DEWOLF'S STUDENTS
Dear “King” George III,
We are done. Your rules aren’t practical, you never ask for my opinion. You forbade me and the other colonists from going to live on the land that we won in the war you made us fight - with the promise of new land. You’ve taxed us for your war. I’m sick of it. I can’t deal with you any longer. I am breaking up with you, and so are the colonies. They’re breaking off from England to start a new country, one that is fair, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Okay, George, I want to ask why. Why did you make us house your troops? Why did you tax us for your war? Why didn’t we get our land? Why aren’t you fair? Your grand-father was much kinder, but you? You are becoming unbearable. Why didn’t you come and see how your colony was doing ... why didn’t you come see how I was doing? Do you want to know what we’re going to do? Ha. We aren’t housing your troops, we aren’t paying your taxes ... things are getting pretty violent. We aren’t staying put, and we will go past the Appalachian and stay out of your reach. We will retaliate, we will rebel, we will fight for what is rightfully ours.
George, the thirteen colonies are slipping from your grasp, you’re losing hold of us. Soon, we’ll be gone completely. When we win the war that I know is to come, you will regret losing us, losing me. In times like this, I can't even take your side. We are calling our new country America. We may not be at our best now, but you’ll see, we will come out on top. I can guarantee that. George, once you lose us, you won’t be able to take us back. America is smarter than we may appear.
So, you see George, I can’t be with you anymore. I’d tell you face to face, but, as I mentioned earlier, you never came by to see us. I am no longer on the side of England, and that is that.