Personal Narrative: My First American Civil War

In general, in the earlier years as a black male, I would probably be born in Africa living with the rest of my family and secluded from other countries impact on my religion, culture recreation. However, that would eventually change as westerners would have came and involuntary capture me, my family and the rest of my village and put us in large sea going vessels that would be packed with hundreds in a unsanitary environment. Therefore, some would survive the journey and some will not and the one who did survive probably wish they didn’t. I would have sold to the highest Labor and separated from my family. I would eventually be working in the plantation field probably on the North America, eastern coast because of European interest in tobacco.

William arrived at the front gate and found two men and a woman standing outside the fence. The men wore black Kevlar vests and carried assault rifles. Three farmhands watched the men carefully. William suspected that if a firefight broke out the men outside the fence would gun down the farmhands with relative ease. All the men held assault rifles, but the strangers held their weapons differently. The men outside the gate wore their gun straps tight across their shoulders and chest, which would make it easier to shoot and move at the same time if a fight broke out. This contrasted with the farmhands, who held their rifles haphazardly across their stomachs. The strange men were clearly seasoned ex-special forces soldiers; William suspected Army Rangers or Delta Force.

As the war dragged on and families were torn apart I was left wondering if it was all worth it. For those of those living in the North we no longer had to live as slaves so why should we suffer. When I feel like this I always stop myself because I know that I am being selfish. Everyone deserves to have freedom and live their lives the way they want it. With the Emancipation Proclamation it was now possible for everyone to accomplish their dreams. President Abraham Lincoln signing this into action gave hope to all of those who were still enslaved. After the war was over and blacks were freed we still had a long fight ahead of us. We now have to fight for equal rights so that not only we can have better lives, but our future generations.

Each and every day I look at the sky, wondering about what's the world outside of the Mississippi river. I was an enslaved in the great state of Missouri. I was born as a slave. Since I’m born as a slave, I have nothing to fight for, nothing to cried about, they’ve taken every single pieces of human right away from me.

When in the course of human events, it becomes necessary for one to break up with another. All men are created equal and our decisions shall not be controlled by one man who denies change, therefore you were not created equal and I am done with you. You will not cut off the world from us. You have refused to sign laws which our colonial legislatures passed. We actually needed those too, but you don’t care. You wouldn’t let colonial governors sign for you, you haven’t made it where we could represent parliament, you didn’t do anything basically and that’s why I hate you. We don’t need you anymore. But let me finish. you would never let me do anything, every time we do something it’s always what you want to do, never what I want to do. You would always take my food like what kind of monster does that?

It’s a strange feeling. To be a part of two communities but neither of them feel like home.

Bill’s fire, followed in quick succession by Carie’s, riddled several trucks, and the rest of the 12th opened up, several handheld anti-tank weapons included. The leading tanks stopped, on fire, and the trucks served to the sides of the road. Every gun in the convoy opened up, hosing the woods in the ravine, attempting to hit the ambushers. At first, it seemed that the convoy was screwed, and then the rearguard opened up. Shells from the tanks and machine gun fire from all of the vehicles drove the attackers off.

It was April 19, 1775 my daughters just woke me up because the said that they heard “gunshots” But I didn’t believe hem I just said “Go back to sleep it’s sunrise!” but right when I said that I heard gunshots too. I quickly woke up my husband (he’s a deep sleeper) when he finally woke up, he looked outside our window, he saw the redcoats and the militiamen he said “I must go and fight with my fellow colonists” he said waving goodbye. I ran as fast as I could have but he had already walked out wit his gun I was scared to walk out and chase him. I thought “If I walk out there a redcoat might see ma and shot me” so I stayed inside thinking of the good things that might come out of this “Winning the battle, claiming our freedom from Britain”

brought in and we set off back to the top of the cliff. Missiles from the naval ships fired on the battlefield and Japanese soldiers broke out. Firing men fighting for their lives and grenades flying everywhere. A white flag came out of one the tunnels and the Japanese surrendered. The War was over and U.S won the battle. “Tonight men we celebrate,” announced Sergeant Howard. I was happy that I would be back home, away from battle and war. Two weeks later Cliff had recovered his injury healed and good as new. “Ready to get back home,” said Cliff. “Yea, I think I know what i’m going to do now since I kinda miss helping people,” I said. “What’s that,” Cliff asked. “I’ll be a doctor,” I said with a smile. Cliff and I got on to the plane that

The first thing that came crossed my mind was, they were white and tall. The tallest person of them, stood in front of the roll. I was lost in a moment, thinking of how such a person can be that height. Compared to our skin, theirs skin is white as snow. Theirs clothes were long and thick, as we barely even have a piece of clothes on. As the minute gone by, their mouth began to mumble and their face

April 12, 1861, one of the bloodiest war occurred in the american history. A war between the North and the South; Union and the Confederate. Abraham Lincoln was the president at that time. The Civil War started, and the reason was to restore union but eventually that reason went aside and the purpose was to not have a slavery anymore.

Suddenly there was a loud explosion in the front of our truck. VC guerrillas had just fired a B40 mortar at the convoy. The truck in two positions ahead of ours immediately flipped over horizontally and partially blocked the road. It was not known if the truck got hit by the mortar or the driver had lost control of the steering wheel. Subsequently; the convoy stopped and all of us simultaneously jumped out of the trucks, like bees when their beehive was attacked. We dived to locations along the banks of the rice field on two sides of the road, to avoid the bullets and to return fire at the enemy. I looked to the left side of the road and saw Second Lieutenant Thạch, our Company Commander, was boldly leading a troop mounting a counter

The American Civil War was from 1861 to 1865 it was a civil war between the United States of America and the Southern slave states of the newly-formed Confederate States of America under Jefferson Davis. The Union included all of the free states and the five slaveholding border states and was led by Abraham Lincoln and the Republican Party. Republicans opposed the expansion of slavery into territories owned by the United States, and their victory in the presidential election of 1860 resulted in seven Southern states declaring their secession from the Union even before Lincoln took office. The Union rejected secession, regarding it as rebellion. Hostilities began on April 12, 1861, when Confederate forces attacked a U.S. military

The first group of soldiers on the scene launched a mortar shell at 10 advancing creatures marching in unison toward them, two abreast. The shell exploded before the two first rows of creatures and destroyed them only to see the remaining three rows march over their fallen comrades without care, and then those fallen comrades rise from the ground to take flank and continue their advance, forming the rear. In retaliation one of the creatures marching in the front line raised its hand in a staccato motion to present what appeared to be a laser bolt emitting from the parabolic flashbulb disk device it held. The beam was aimed into the radiator of an advancing troop truck resulting in total destruction of the truck and its personnel in a fireball explosion. Without mercy this was repeated with an ambulance, causing it to upturn crashing into a tree, setting itself

The haunting melodies of evening prayer soon began to drift across space and time from the many mosques just beyond the hills. I closed my eyes and breathed deeply, reliving the moments that got me to this place. I was halfway across the world, alone in my thoughts, and in a land that once seemed so distant. The sound of water rained from the shower and the music of religion wafted through the air as the sun began to let out its final gasp. For the first time all day I was alone—seemingly at peace.