The rebelloin of Lance Part 3

Essay by DragonBlade2Junior High, 7th grade June 2004

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For the first time in a long time, Lance walked down a crowded street, able to enjoy the scenery and bustle of people instead being ever so alert of creatures and sometimes people that would want to see him dead and buried 6 feet under their foot. He passed stores and was able to have the time to glance at what they displayed instead of hurrying along to get to a place where he could run if it was needed. But a part of him was always alert. That part was always looking for this one person or this one cathedral. Then suddenly that part of him went off like a fire alarm. He ran towards it. He was finally at the place where he wished he were for a long period of time. He was at the cathedral where so much happened to him. He was at the only place he knew that would hold the one person he cared for the most.


Lances heart was beating faster than when he ran for 3 days strait. His hands sweated more than when he was about to be boiled alive. But there was no danger but excitement in his mind of finally after 2 hard long years he would see Elaine again. He knocked on the door and after waiting for while a nun opened the door and let him in. He walked through the cathedral like so many times before. He looked at the tapestries that hung on the walls telling the stories of the Bible. He looked at the stain glass window that shed radiance of color through out the cathedral and remembered the day that he and Elaine sat and looked at the brilliance of it until the sun set. He turned and...