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I breathed heavily and hugged Dad one last time. I was going to miss him. Dad was serving in the Union, and he was leaving us behind. Mom was crying and hugging him all she could. We eventually let him go, and he went off to war.
My brother yelled in anger at me. "NO!" He said. I wanted to cry as much as I did when Dad left. "The Confederacy is better than the Union!" He yelled. He was 22, so he could serve in the army. And sadly, he did.
