The Great Storm of 1774

(COMPLETED) Read along as 15 year old Angelica Lexington is left alone to take care of her four younger siblings at the height of the revolution, in Georgia. She looks back on her life through her vivid and inspiring writing. Yellow for death, disease and injury.

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16. Déjà vu

The next few weeks went on like this. I grew more tired every day, but truly felt astonished how my mother had done so much. Every night ended the same, and many nights, I still forgot to do my prayers. When I did remember, however, I hoped for heath, safety, and every day, for the colonists to win the war and for my father to come home alive.


I woke up on April First. I looked outside. It looked like it could be a good day. The skies were clear, and I decided as I looked around the house that some spring cleaning should be advised. Here in Georgia, it was beginning to get warm, and the birds were flying about as if waiting for the warm weather anxiously. I decided to send Aaron and Charles to the center of town to the market while George and I stayed back and cleaned the house while looking after John-Church and Hannah.


So George and I watched with Hannah and John-Church as Aaron and Charles made their way down the long path into the distance to town. I was hesitant, but George assured me everything would be okay. John-Church clung onto my dress like Aaron had done what seemed like ages ago. The wind picked up and I ushered everyone inside, assuring John-Church that Aaron and Charles would be back soon. I felt the same pang of nervousness, however, as I had when father left. I decided I would call this feeling Déjà vu. I had learned in French that it meant "already seen" when I was younger. It felt like the perfect touch, the frosting to how I was feeling.


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