...I remember. It was all confusing. I remember sitting on the cold, dusty floor; at the stadium, in my school. We all had no idea what was going on. The students, the staff and the facility staff, we were all packed into the stadium. In front of all of us was a tall, dark man who had a skunk tail around his face, his shoulders were muscular and his face was coldly sober. The tall man thought we were so naive and absurd wearing poppies and kept chuckling every time he looked at us. What does what? Who is he? I also wanted to know why he is here, these were the questions running through my mind. The tall, dark man looked very intimidating: he looked as hard as a brick. He had three men on each side, who looked like bowling pins. He told us that his name, he said, was Dedrick, ruler of the people, he said it with gratification. The silence in the room broke. The Whalley rangers exploded with laughter. His face turned red with a slow burn "SILENCE!" he forced. Suddenly the clock struck eleven. He declared: “I Dedrick Hitler, Hitler's son! When I saw the evil and spiteful expression on his face I started to put all the pieces of the puzzle together. I knew what was happening. ran through my mind. If you ever hear the word Hitler's son on Remembrance Day at eleven o'clock, you will know that you will find yourself in a rat's nest. I slowly raised my hand, terrified of what would happen. All eyes were on. Dedrick said “yes, little girl” in a strong, powerful, stentorian accent. "what do you boast?" Then I softly told him in a calm voice "what is your plan, what do you want in this school?" He approached. He whispers in my ear with his heartbreaking voice “my plan? I felt so rotten... middle of paper... I tolerated the heat. I didn't vote for you so you can encourage kids to fight. Sleeping on the hot, blood-red floor made me feel queasy at first, but Haley, who's only 8, told us to hang in there. Haley is a better leader than you will ever be. I can't breathe the nasty dusty plague. The smell is terrible, like that of fish bathing in manure. I shouldn't even have voted for you. Jacob being 12 has more leadership in his fingers than you have in your body, if I make it out alive I will not vote for you again. Kind regards Solace, I stormed out of the tent. The winds spoke to the exhaust. The wind rushed through my hair as I prepared to fight. I climbed to the top of the hill, feeling the cold heat running down my face. I waited for the poisonous counter, but before I went down I turned there was Dedrick with a twinkle in his eye.