Somebody Else’s Body

            When I woke up this morning I was Abraham Lincoln! I couldn’t believe it. He was always the president I most admired and I always wondered what a day in his shoes would be like. During his presidency he had an immense amount of weight on his shoulders. With the civil war brewing and possibly splitting the United States in half, he had a lot to deal with. I always wanted to know how he did it, and now I could. I was in the White House! Holy cow, it was beautiful! Fancier than anything I had ever experienced. The minute I woke up and left my room I was surrounded by people who had so many questions about so many different things. I was rudely awakened to the sad realization of what was happening to the United States of America. There was so much pressure, especially with me knowing what the outcome was suppose to be, I needed to make sure that I created such an outcome. One of my assistants stated that today I was going to visit the troops. Before I knew it, I was out the door and on my way. I got there and was immediately humbled beyond belief. These men were fighting so hard, risking their lives for something that I had actually experienced. I spent most of my day there. We told stories and jokes. These men who had experienced one another dying for the sake of their country were so inspiring. Instead of being depressed they tried to focus on the good. They were so happy that I, meaning the President, came to visit them. The day flew by and after I left, I went straight to bed. I was emotionally drained and could not keep my eyes open. I felt bad being so tired and couldn’t even imagine how tired the troops were and though my body was at rest my mind never was. It finally fully sunk in how much President Abraham Lincoln actually had to deal with, and it made me rethink how big my problems back home actually were. The next thing I knew I was awake and back in my old body. My little trip back in time, whether it was just a dream or something real, was the best gift I was ever given from an unknown source. It had taught me so much and I would never forget it or take the freedoms that those soldiers had provided for me for  granted again.