My Brother and I
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This is a story that I had to write in History based on a writing prompt. It turned into an angsty mess and I apologize for any confusion that may result from this.
The prompt was to write 1 page of a story from the point of view of either a wounded veteran returning home from the American Civil War, a planter whose plantation was destroyed, or a freed slave acquiring help from the Freedman's Bureau. I chose the first one.
Warning: blood and gore mention, early PTSD signs, combat descriptions, graphic descriptions of injuries and violence
Let me know if you guys want to see this turned into a full 3-part story
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