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Character Analysis: An Occurrence At Owl Creek Bridge
I am Peyton Farquhar a thirty-five-year-old planter. The short story "An Occurrence at Owl Creek Bridge" is about me. This story is about justice and my opinion about war. Justice and judgment were very important during the war, special to ordinary people. What I remembered about that days was standing on a platform, kind a hanging off the railroad bridge, then I saw some scene and I died at the end, by hanging off the Owl Creek Bridge.
My story started out with some Northern soldiers. I had the external conflict with the Federal army. I was standing on the platform of Owl Creek Bridge. Some soldier had s noose around my neck and I was preparing to hanged and died. At that time I think about why I was on this platform. I remembered one night where soldier came to my house. He stopped at my house to get water. Soldier told about the northern troops trying to build the railroad. I asked him what will happen if I go and sabotage railroad. The soldier told me that I would be hanged. Really I understand that I commit the crime.
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The soldier kick out the platform and I was died. Then I broke the rope from the bridge and I fall into the water. I had an internal conflict with myself. By the fear of dying I remember what is most important to me. I started to swam away and escape. The troops shoot at me but they miss. I think that I went home and saw my beautiful wife and my kids, but really I wasn’t at home. In my situation, the soldier did fair because all people have to understand law. At the end of my story whole escape thing never happens. This was all my imagination while I was hanging from the noose. At the last moments of my life I just imagine this escape. Even once when I had a noose around my neck I thought that can control live and die. I died at the end, by hanging off the Owl Creek

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