The Civil war has begun and it was terrifying. I was not terrified for myself but for my older brother, James. He decided to go and fight in the war but he is young he should have never gone. I know it was his choice but those are men out there fighting he is a boy compared to them. Mother thinks this is a wonderful thing. That her boy was going and being apart of something big, but that is not what I think. He is risking his life. Who knows if he will ever come home. I don’t know how he went. He might of put a different age or something. Many young boys do that to be able to go to battle. I know I must have faith in him but I don’t know if I can. I just want him here safe. I haven’t heard anything from his yet and that scares me. I hope to hear from him soon. To know he is safe and that the war will be over soon.
It has been two years and still the war is not over. They had said it would be but it’s not. I fear that the war may have truly just begun. I received letters from my brother reassuring me he is alright but this recent letter scares me. He said they have just fought a battle called ”battle of gettysburg”. He said this bloody battle lasted 3 days. Thousands of troops died and I am glad to say my brother is not one of them. He said he was injured but still alive. He did not tell me what was wrong with him and it’s frightening because anyone could die from an injury. My mothers friend had a son in the war but was recently told her son had died in the bloody battle. She became ill after that from all the hurt. I don’t want that. I want my brother to come home. To be safe and not harmed. I want this war to be over soon. I want him here.