~Journal Entry 12~
Sunday, September 5, 1830
It is like I am living the same day each day, I go out, and there, there, is WAR and I don't know what to do. Currently, I'm only 19 and I was recruited 2 weeks ago. So to pass the time, I'm writing every night. I have to get to my quarters to take a quick slumber, every night, I am pretty scared, terrified actually of gunshots flying through the windows...but I have to endure all the stress. For my family, and for my own being.
Oh no!!! butter my biscuits! I have to go, I am going to training grounds with the general and troops. We don't have much time to practice before the war