It's April 12, 1861, and America joined into the war. I was terrified as a soldier. Everything is going to change in my life after this.. I've never seen a dead person untill 3 minutes ago and it was not a pretty sight. I can't say I've never shot anyone now cause 5 men are down because of me on the southern side, I'm on the northern side. I'm fighting against slavery. It's a disgracefull thing, have people bend to your will because your too lazy to do it. Ridiculous.
I'm getting shot at and I shoot at people. There is blood everywhere from people I knew or didn't know. My best friend still stands beside me covering for me while I load my gun. Then when I'm done I covor him while he loads. "Jake!" he yells at me. It takes me a minute to realize why he yelled. I look at my left arm and there is a chunk of it gone from a bullet. I take and rip a part of my undershirt off and tie it around my arm so the bleeding stops a little. It hurts really bad but the worst part is its bleeding so bad my entire arm is already red with blood. I look up to see Max still shooting. "Shit.. I need to reload, hurry up Jake!" I get up and start shooting again, good thing I'm right handed.
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Brothers In Arms
Historical FictionWhen 18 year old Jake Johnson goes into war he is scared but still goes with it. Him and his friend, Max, go through so much and see even more they start worrying they may not make it through the entire war. But at the end, nothing turns out to be w...
