Black Union Soldier
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His Children/Mother
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Friendly Letter
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“My Thoughts on the Civil War”
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My Mother,
The civil war has stolen my comrades lives. Their families live in suffering, though as we began to fight for our freedom we knew the consequences would be deadly. They die of sickness and of wounds. Though some wounds may be small to view, I am forced to watch The Union die during ineffective surgeries. I may wish that the war was not taking place all together, but I will fight for my freedom and my family's, and the new generations'. The battlefield is a gruesome place, I have to fight and run around and beside bodies of fallen soldiers. A fellow black solider has been teaching me many things between battles, such as proper grammar. Though, I don't believe that I will ever have a use for it, sadly. When I fled to the South, I underestimated the horror of war. But when the battle took my brother, that was it. I was tired of the war, but I will get you freedom, even if it costs me my life.
Love,
Your son.
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