Hello. My name is Andrew Loklen, and this story is about how my family felt about the Stamp Act. The Stamp Act required the colonists to pay a tax, represented by a stamp, on every printed piece of paper, such as documents, newspapers, and playing cards. The Stamp Act was passed on March 22, 1765. This story took place on October 25, 1965. Now, here it is. “Daniel!” “Sorry mom, I was just bored.” “No! You have said sorry a million times and now you are getting punished! Now go to your room and don’t come out!” “But mom, I didn’t know it was important. I was just playing.” “Daniel! GO TO YOUR ROOM!” Daniel walked away looking very worried and upset. Then I came out of my room and went into our living room and sat on the brown couch. …show more content…
“Daniel colored all over our tax money.” “But he’s only four years old.” “Andrew, don’t talk back to me!” “Sorry mom.” A few minutes later my dad (Mr.Loklen) came home from work and saw the colored money and asked what happened. My mom (Mrs.Loklen) told him the whole story and he agreed that Daniel should be punished. But I still didn’t. Then Daniel came back in the living room. He was crying so much that he looked like he had just taken a bath. But he was able to calm down and talk. “Mom.” Daniel said worriedly. “Daniel, you are supposed to be in your room.” my dad replied. “Yes, but I have a question.” “What is it Daniel?” my mom said in a angry