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Women in the Civil WarAuthor: Kylie Troge
This is about a woman telling what she is experiencing on the battle feild as a medical lady. Language: en Genres: History Contact email: Get it Feed URL: Get it iTunes ID: Get it |
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Woman in the Civil War
Friday, 24 April, 2020
It is currently 1863, America is in a crises. Abraham Lincoln is forcing people to join the army and fight for freedom. A woman named Margret wants to do this, but since she is a woman she cannot fight. Instead, she helps the injured on the battlefield. She is just hoping that this terrible war will end. But, little did she know that this was just the beginning. The clouds are gray, either that or it was all of the smoke rising in the air. She was a former slave, now, she is a medical lady on battlefields. She is in the middle of running across a bloody field trying to get to a man that was shot in the gut. It feals like smoke is covering her lungs, it smells like rotten fish and eggs. As she was running over to the man and took a peek down at her dress and the whole entire bottom of it was covered with blood. As she is running, she was about 5 seconds away from being exploded into peices. But instead it wasn’t her, where the bomb droped, it split off a mans leg. She thought thought to herself, “how am I going to carry both men back to the tent without me getting shot or them dying in my arms?” “I just finished amputating someones arm, and now I’m thinking that I might die from just standing here?” She rushed over to the man who got shot and told him, “your going to be fine.” She put him on her sholders and went to the other man and told him to hold on to her arm. With the other hand, she tightly held on to the man that she was carring on her sholders. And with the little amount of streanth she had left, she draged the other man accross the field wile her other arm is holding on to the other mans back. She ran as fast as she could, and begged God to not let her life be taken that day. And before she new it she colapsed on the inside of the tent. And she doesn’t remember anything after that, all she knows is that thanks to the Holy spirit, both of the men survived, and that if she hadn’t done what she did on that field, these men wouldn’t be here today. And maybe, neather would she. The war ended a year later. And there is now peace and no more slaves.
