Boston Tea Party

Words: 1894
Pages: 8

It was December 16, 1773, and the Boston Tea Party, the protest against the raising of tea prices in Boston had just begun. I shot out of the muddied ground, fluttering all 20 of my pleopods. I could hear an unnerving thump echo through the water, the vibrations from the sound nearly reversed the currents in my slow-moving water home. I carefully drifted back downwards, landing on the silt-covered ground. I traversed the muddied terrain with my long needle-like legs, attempting to avoid the source of the splashing and thudding because I decided that they must’ve been coming from above the water, as I couldn’t possibly imagine anything as small as a silt-dwelling crustacean or even the largest of trout causing a sound as loud as what I had heard. …show more content…
They were absolute hypocrites, although nobody was brave enough to speak out against it. They claimed to be the superior race, even above the krill. For the longest time, I had somewhat agreed with this. I had assumed that krill were lesser beings with absolutely no mind of their own. However, the fact that a squad of krill that were against the government and newly formed religion had offered me a place in their group, even if they were too afraid to take action, had shown me that they were not quite as dim as I had assumed. I finally understood what had happened. The lobster government was going to wipe us out, manipulating the crowds of krill that believed them to be some sort of prophet. When, in reality, it was a lobster in krill’s clothing. The lobster was now using the prawn’s feeder claws as if they were gloves, stretching them over its large red pinchers that were definitely capable of killing me if it happened to see me