Pillow War Narrative

I was in the car with my family heading towards the lake to go fishing. The car ride was long and boring. Half through the car ride we stopped at a gas station so we could get some gas. After we got gas we went back on the road and I fell asleep through the other half of the car ride.

Wilson reports that one of the most exceedingly awful abominations professedly committed against the African American soldiers happened at Fort Pillow, Tennessee on April 12, 1864, when the Confederate Army unpredictably murdered approximately three hundred black fighters. The fort, stormed by General Nathan Bedford Forrest's troops, had surrendered. General Nathan Bedford Forrest would later become an organizer of the Ku Klux Klan The Union Army claimed that the killing of the black soldiers was a massacre; yet, the Confederacy denied this claim, stating that the soldiers died in the fighting before the surrender. This massacre failed to weaken the courage of the black soldiers, but rather raised their determination and many black soldiers

I walked towards the house, my father opened the door and walked in. I took a step on the squeaky wooden floor and looked around, it was very open and for sure needed to get dusted and wiped clean. I spotted the stairs and went running towards them

The next thing I saw was the telephone. I stood in the middle of a drunken crowd and I called 911 because I needed help. All those visits from Officer Friendly in second grade paid off. A lady answered the phone, “Police, state your emergency,“ and I saw my face in the window over the kitchen sink and no words came out of my mouth.”

A true war story is rather difficult, if not impossible, to share when it goes beyond one’s imagination. Regarding such a story, one morally sound aspect about it is that it lacks morality or meaning to it. Extracting facts from a true war story is a daunting task because what seems to happen is what actually occurs. In what is to follow, I will tell one awful true war story.

At 10 I was invited to join the school choir. We sang as the music teacher played the piano till she stopped and said someone was flat. I was smiling thinking no way, not me. She pointed at me - It’s you. I was embarrassed as the other kids started to laugh at me.

We all went into the tent thinking that the night would come to an end. Since we had chips, pizza, candy, and all kind of other snacks, our friend Austin decided that it would be a good idea to throw a slice of pizza across the tent onto one of us. After that slice of pizza was thrown, an all out food fight took place. We were opening bags of chips, honey buns, pizza, and anything else we could get our hands on. After about thirty minutes of throwing food, we ran out of snacks and decided that we really needed to go to sleep. It was hard for me to go to sleep just thinking about what would happen the next morning.

I yelled “Run... Run to the house hurry!” We ran as fast as we could.

I move quickly, too quickly, as I swing my legs over the side of the bed and jump up before sprinting across the landing to my brother's room.

Later on that day, I heard shouting and crying down the road a ways. I swung the door open and ran towards the commotion. My mind was running through the files of my brain thinking on what it could be. I finally thought of the worst situation

When I awoke my mother informed me that we were almost there and after a few minutes we had arrived in the parking lot. We exited the car and unloaded the contents of the trunk into the provided red cart before treading toward the dorm building. As we passed through the front doors we signed in to my room at the front desk before taking the elevator to the third floor of the

Once upon a time, I was on the road to the not-so-great land of Tennessee. Where there was a horrendous drive from my house to the two thirds point of the fantastic cheap hotel. Nevertheless, the first room was on the first floor and ant infested, with a little mold, so I’m going to let your imagination run wild there. Next, the new room had beds that were slightly larger than a twin bed, which my sister and I were required to share (She took 9/10 of the bed and I was awarded the corner). Nevertheless, I was saved when we returned right back to the road in the morning. For the last hour of the ride, I constantly asked if that was a mountain or if that was a mountain, because I had never actually seen a mountain in person before.

To start with, We just came from my great grandpa's funeral. Before we left, we stopped at palm springs and got some food we got some taco bell. I barely took off my shoes because it was getting hot in the car. I was getting sleepy so I put my head on the pillow that was next to me.

Imagine being born in a country where one is limited to their surrounding by their identity; imagine being born in to a country where your kind is look shame upon, where one is limited just because of your skin color, and where neighboring superior rules over you with no regards. This was the America before the civil right movement that started in 1954. After experiencing racial discrimination and racism in college, Langston Hughes dropped put and decide to move to Harem and began his work their as a poet, and social activist. One of famous work is the poem called, “I, Too”, it explores the history of racial prejudice, from its present toward the longing future. This ambitious poem expresses the speaker’s resistance to forbid under the pressure of the oppression, and the battle to preserve his sense of identity while working toward a future with equality. Throughout the poem the speaker expresses the racial inequality that he or she experiences, and soon how it will all change, although the speaker was using singular noun throughout the poem it actually is plural. These singular plural were not meant to describe one individual, but the whole black community as a whole to oppress racial prejudice and its struggle toward a racial equality future.

When I woke up a walk down stairs and I was wondering where my mom was because we are supposed to go to 6 flags today. I was so excited I couldn't wait. Then I ran up to my mom's room and there she is sleeping in her bed. I yelled WAKE UP we are supposed to go to 6 flags today. She said oh I forgot then we both jumped in the shower before we left. Then we were on our way to 6 flags. We left at 8:00am so she said we would be there at 10:00am. ZOOM!!! the car went by us in a flash. We barely saw it. Then my mom gave me a large box when we stopped at kwik trip. She said I couldn't open it till tomorrow. Then we got back on the road. I was listening to the music for most of the ride. Then there it was my favorite song was on. I told my mom to crank it up.