Personal Narrative: The Dignified American War Soldier

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I hear the galloping hooves of horses coming from behind me, echoing through the quiet Arlington National Cemetery. I hear people crying for the loved one they had recently lost. I take in the sight of the horses and the proud, glorious men that ride them as they pass me ever so slowly. The medals adorning the gentlemen glisten in the sunlight along with the casket that follows behind. It is the most spectacular sight. I never could have imagined a field trip to Washington, D.C. to feel so somber. But yet, I would never exchange this gloom building inside of me for any other feeling in this world. This feeling gave me hope. Hope that future generations to come would know what this dignified American war veteran did for their great country.

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