Two weeks rolled by fast. My uncle was really glad and thankful to hear that I had agreed to go. In gratitude he gave me his best fighting sword and helmet. Those two items really caught my eye. I thanked him, and about thirty minutes later, the army troop came to pick me up. I was well on my way to becoming a knight. After about two hours of traveling, the army took me to see the Pope. The Pope had to make me an official knight. Right after we had done that, the troops taught me how to start fighting. We practiced every day. At first, they felt that if I was not well trained for the war, England would be in great danger. I proved them wrong. About a week later, I was as good as one of the men who was already fighting.
It was the day before the war would happened. I was really scared, but I kept thinking on how much I saved my uncle's life. Right after we arose from bed, we had to start practicing. Normally when I go to practice I don't feel nervous but , today I felt kind of scared. I tried my best and put my effort into practice, and I learned everything there was to know. A guy right next to me told me that I was a strong person. He said that I can handle this war. This made me feel more confident.
The day the war came, I was as confident in myself. I had a feeling that everything was going to be great. I felt even more confident because I practiced alot. The war was a real life expirence for me. I have never imagined that it would be very scary and harsh. The war had really shown me who I really was, and who I was fighting for . I kept thinking about my uncle when I was fighting. I felt really happy and glad that I had saved his life by fighting in the war.
I came home about a year and two months later. My family was really was really excited to see that I was alive. My uncle was really grateful as well. Right there in that spot, I felt very great that I had fought for my uncle and saved his life. Later on, my uncle started getting healthier,and he helped me train in my jousting.