Personal Narrative: My First Revolutionary War

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The bloody hands of freedom Fear, hunger, illness were all horrid feelings I felt, but there is a small glimpse of hope and passion that might get me through the hard times. We stood our ground and when I thought we had given up, the French came on April 13,1778. I was not going to become a summer soldier but yet after a 2 year of enlistment some of my brothers deserted us. I have decided to re-enlist for three reason which knowing that the war is going to be hard but I am going to fight, my pride for my country, and love and passion. Every morning when I woke up I knew it was another long day at work but once I walked outside I saw a group soldiers surrounded something or someone. It had seemed that George Washington was presented the Congressional Committee.(Powell,149). That summer, the summer of 1775, Washington and troops withdrew from Boston.(Background, 141). My first years at war were the first two years of the beginning of the war and it was rough maybe one of the hardest times in the war. (Background,141). Valley Forge is my home during the war, everybody knows everybody. We all dreaded the day of King George spreading enough tyranny to inspire others to join the Continental Army. When I first wanted to re-enlist I thought the war was going to be hard but …show more content…

This point of view makes sense because “ I am sick-discontented- and out of humor.” (Waldo,151). However, I have decided to re-enlist for three reasons pride, knowing war will be hard, and love and passion.Therefore there are more passionate reasons to re-enlist than