Foto bij The start of my new life part 1

Dit is een verhaal dat ik voor een opdracht voor Engels moest schrijven.
Ik weet dat er nog wat fouten instaan (mijn Engels is zo goed nog niet) maar ik was best wel trots op het resultaat daarmee dat ik besloot hem online te zetten.
Het vervolg komt nog! :)

The moment I woke up the only thing I could think about was the extremely headache I felt. I tried to reach the bathroom to get some medication but when I opened my eyes I noticed I was not in my apartment. I panicked and I wanted to get up to discover the room but I was tied up. I was looking around trying to find a sharp object which could help me to cut the ropes but I could not find anything. The next moment I heard footsteps near the door of my room. With a pounding heart I was waiting till someone would open the door. A few seconds later the door opened and some armed men came into my room. They said nothing, they only looked at me with a worried face. One of them untied my and waved to me that I had to look out of the window. With trembling legs I walked towards the window and what I saw hit me like a bomb. The whole city in front of me was in ashes, people were running around, everybody was panicking. In the distance I saw the outlines of a building. When the smoke drew off I recognized the building, it was the big ben. The city I was looking at was my hometown, it was London. While I was looking through the window I saw a reflection of myself. My face was full of cuts, there was dried up blood in my hair and there was a number written in my neck: 1066. “What happened, why don’t I remember anything” was the only thing I could say. “I know you don’t remember anything”, said the man who was next to me, “but you just have to trust us”. “This night a comet showed itself, a few seconds later another one stroked on the city”. “Our mission was to get you in safety, but we were almost too late, we found you passed out on the streets. I guess you lost your memory there”. “The comet came so unexpectedly that we could not get the royal family in safety, unfortunately the king died”. I needed a moment to let that information sink in. “Why did you have to save me?” I asked. “In situations like these we have a protocol, a long time ago we found out that you were one of the bastard kids of the king ”. When I heard that, I almost sagged to my knees. “That’s not true!” I screamed. “My father and mother died in a car crash a week after my birth and besides that everybody knows that the king is childless up to now”. “I know that this is hard for you to believe but you just have to trust us, that your father and mother died in a car crash is a lie”. “And the most important thing is that we need to get you in safety, you are a rightful owner of the English throne but you are not the only one.” “In fact you are not the only rightful owner of the English throne at the moment, you are part of a twin and because you are not born legitimately we don’t know who is the first born”. “Next week there will be a conference in Hastings to decide who will be the next king or queen of England”. “We now have to find shelter for you because the others are also on their way to Hastings and we don’t want to meet them before our arrival.” “Why not?” I asked, but when I pronounced the words I already knew the answer. “Becoming the new king of queen of England is a very special title, we are sure that the other one is not afraid of committing murder to get that title in Hasting you can get the best protection”. I was horrified by his words and I told to myself to not think about it. I threw one last look at the window and then I followed the man. He brought me to a black van and a long trip began. After a time I lost time of track and I couldn’t wait to get out of the van. After a time the van stopped and the doors opened, white light blinded my eyes and it took a moment before I could see where I was. The moment I stepped outside the van a black cap was put on my head. I started wrestling but the man calmed me by saying that this was the protocol, I do not know why but I decided to trust him. After a few minutes the cap was pulled out of my head and I was finally able to see where I was. The room I was standing in looked like normal hotel room. The man let me on my own and I flopped on the bed where I immediately fell asleep.

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