I keep the beat of Marching

The Night before: 1854 , Am haled to my Father's room. I Walk too the upstairs' step by step. I pause at the top. Looking forward and down the Hallway. The white door is closed. Forward I go unknowingly what would be fall me apound opening the door. I see a suit on the quite of the brass bed. he is going all around the small room picking up things THAT MEAN THINGS TO HIM. PICTURES. ECT. He said sit down boy. he started off with you are a men now I have to leave by morning. leave? yes Sir I have been given a letter to Go to war. war? Dad what are you saying? I will be leaving to keep freedom. the states are breaking apart and I have to do what I must. your a master of the house now so watch out for your brothers and sisters and mother. I will? (Bell Rings) Dinner! white plates and blue glasses are on the table. we are All silent and somber we bearly speak a little more than Grace. Mom breaks from the table and goes out of the house to The Big oak tree. to be continued: