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The sound of gunshots echoed through the dense forest as Henry, a confederate sharpshooter, took cover behind a large tree trunk. He peered over his rifle and took aim at the Union soldiers advancing towards him. In that moment, his eyes caught sight of something that made his heart skip a beat.

In the midst of the chaos, a black slave girl was running frantically towards him. She was small and slender, with long curly hair that bounced as she ran. Henry watched as she dodged bullets, her eyes filled with fear

Table of Diary of a Confederate Sharpshooter

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Volume 1