Question

Oregon Trail

May 1,1843

The time is mid-day me and my lover struck with everlasting love have decided to leave for Oregon.

We must leave for Oregon because our love is forbidden amongst our parents. We leave from Independence Missouri unbeknownst to our parents if my mother and father were to ever find us again, I hope they will finally accept our love.

We leave with 636 pounds of food, two yokes of oxen and our few possessions. We set off saying goodbye to our fellow town's folk wishing to see them again in another life.

We join a wagon train, and we start heading east.

May 4, 1843

The sun is just starting to rise from the east the weather is tolerable we have traveled 200 miles and as I look around and see the other travelers in front and behind us sitting there wondering what reason they all left their towns to travel did they leave to escape a bad spouse? did they leave to travel to better farmland? Or did they leave their towns in hopes of finding gold and other materials that would make them wealthier? as I am sitting on the driver seat holding the reins to the oxen our wagon suddenly hits a bump in the road and when I go to look, I realize it is the arm of a dead traveler. Sadly, death and disease are just a normal part of the Oregon trail, but I could not imagine having to watch my lover pass so horridly and then having to bury them in the road. We are making appropriate time and speed at this rate we should be there in no time.

May 7, 1843

The sun is starting to set the weather is starting to cool we have traveled 400 in all and me and my lover are setting up camp for the night. I grab some fire wood and our pots so we can start cooking. As my lover starts making us food. I look up to the stars and wonder if well be able to make this journey or if it is worth it. I look over and see my lover calling me over to get food I walk over, and I sit down next to them happy to be with them. Thinking of how lucky I am to be able to be with them whether it is allowed amongst our townsfolk.

My lover and I settle down next to our wagon and fall asleep.

May 12, 1843

It is the afternoon, and the weather is hot we have traveled 700 miles in all. While we were driving our wagon hits a rock causing the wagons wheel to break off as I try to fix it a fellow traveler stops his wagon and asks if I need help knowing I will take hours to fix it I say yes. Thankfully it only took him an hour to fix it.

May 16, 1843

It is mid-day,

Answer 1

ok nice meeting the question

Answer 2

shoot i dont know this :(

Answer 3

?

Answer 4

wot

Answer 5

holy moly thats a lot im learning about this too

Answer 6

hi addy

Answer 7

@noobpro78
hii! yeah it is lol im very excited about writing it!

Answer 8

and there's even more coming lol

Answer 9

yeah thats a lot to write

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yeah thats a lot to write
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yeah but my teacher didnt give al limit to words so yeah

Answer 11

oh

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ye

Answer 13

wouldn't beable to do that

Answer 14

yeah i like to write when its a topic i actually like

Answer 15

oh ok