Civil War Narrative

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Prologue
During the mid-1800s, many slaves risked their lives to escape from plantations, so that their children would be born free and not have to endure the harsh conditions of being a slave. When the Civil War began, some of these free African men wanted to help and serve the Union army to fight against the Confederacy. However they were not allowed to serve in the same army with white men. So the USCT (United States Colored Troops) was created. Sometimes, free African men had to go against their parent’s wishes to fight. They risked their lives and many were lost from the Civil war, all to abolish slavery. But, they knew that this War had Ought to be Fought.
Story
“Bill, I don’t want you to join the army! I don’t want to take the chance …show more content…

I want to fight for this country. I want to do what’s right. Is the right way to pay them back to fight in the war and end slavery in the country? I have to follow my gut and sneak out. When the bright blue sky transitioned into a dark pitch black, Bill jumped through the window. Bill tiptoed down the road towards Jack’s house and stealthily jumped into his bedroom through the open window.
“What!” Jack exclaimed as he woke up in shock.
“If we want to register, we have to go now,” Bill whispered. They both crawled out of the room. They threw on their jackets and walked to the barn, so they could take their horses. They were on their way to Philadelphia to train with the USCT. The next morning after Willie-Ann woke up, she found a note on top of Bill’s bed. “What!” Willie-Ann exclaimed in shock after reading the note Bill wrote. William came over to see what happened and found out that Bill Jr. had left to fight in the war against their wishes. Willie-Ann collapsed crying into William’s arms. Helplessly, Bill’s parents had to bear the trauma of waiting for news. Once Bill and Jack left their houses, their horses galloped through night and day.
“Bill, do you think this was the best decision?” Jack …show more content…

As the carriage pulled in front of Bill’s home, William and Willie-Ann burst through the door to see who had come. “Oh My God, Bill, you’re Back!” Willie-Ann excitedly said in relief as she ran up and hugged him. “What happened to you both?” Bill’s mom asked. He told them how they both got injured, but the compass had brought them luck and kept them safe.
The compass was Bill’s most precious item, and he believed that it is what saved his life. He had enough courage to fight for the country and do what he was determined to do, even if it was against his parents’ decision. To him, his compass represents the path that let him follow his dreams. His parents had used this compass to find their way through the Richmond forest 20 years back and he will find his way through life. Bill and his family threw a party to celebrate them returning from the war.
The newspaper headline the next morning read, A Soldier Follows His Heart and Dreams. Bill knew that he had done as much as he could to follow his dreams and help the country to fight against

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