Personal Narrative: My Messenger Train

My wagon train is now in Alcove Springs, we have been here for only a day. It is time to just have fun since we have had supper and all, so I decided to write during this time because I really don't have a lot of time to write throughout the trail, but I try. When we left Independence, a wagon train right in front of us had a family who was from a big city and could not control their animals, so their animals were out of control and knocked over their wagon. It took them a couple hours to pick everything up and get their animals under control, so everyone behind them, including us, were a couple hours behind on the trail. It was very hard to get into a daily routine for not only our whole wagon train, but especially our family. Lucy absolutely
Lucy gets very tired, very fast, we all do. It is really hard to get sleep at night with animals, Indians, the weather and whatnot. Since she is little, when she is riding in the wagon, she does a lot of sleeping. We had to wait in a long line to ride in a raft for one dollar across the Kansas River to get to the other side for more land. We crossed the river safely with no problems, which is a relief because I thought maybe Lucy would be very scared and cry leading to something bad happening. By now we have a daily routine and have gotten used to it. We usually wake up around 7 a.m. and eat a small breakfast before getting ready to head out on the trail again. We leave for the trail between 8 a.m. and 8:30 a.m. and ride along until about 1 p.m. At 1, we have our small lunch. All of our meals are small because we need to save food and money throughout the trip. Usually for lunch, we eat the food that is probably going to spoil soon. We quickly eat lunch and head out by 2 p.m. We continuously walk until around 6 or 7 p.m. and eat dinner and find a good spot for our wagon trains to sit and for our animals to stay during