Things were really starting to get interesting now. Another candidate, part of the democratic party, whose name is Marvin Clemens, is a slightly nicer candidate, he does not have a corrupt past like the other two candidates running, but his policies were on point. In my opinion, Marvin was the best candidate running. He had the experience, he was lower middle class, so in this case, he will improve conditions for the lower classes, and he does not yell to get his ideas across the room. But, as the election goes on, he still might not be the one to win the election.
Tensions are rising a lot in this country, over the simple topic of politics. As the year continues, the three are the only ones left standing in the campaigns. One month later, results are out for the democrats, Marvin Clemens has dropped out of the race, endorsing Cecilia Miriam for president of the United States. I was in shock, now the only two left that are in this race, are two people that have pasts that nobody would want to elect, so now, I have no opinion in this race.
After the dropout of Marvin Clemens, many of his supporters went to Jacob Cedric, because they voted for him, because they hated Cecilia Miriam. I, on the other hand, was not directly affected by this myself, and did not care whether either of them, with such horrible backgrounds win. The only way that I was affected by this, was through the supporters. Many of the people in the building that I worked with, were becoming more aggressive when these political topics came up, because some of them supported Jacob, whereas most of them supported Cecilia. Since I had no opinion, nobody would go after me. But now, When I go back to the place where I grab burgers to bring home, drunk people who support Jacob Cedric would start picking fights with me.
The closer election day gets, the harder it is to contain the anger of the Jacob Cedric supporters. His supporters are the types that try to pick fights, because he appeals to egotistic bullies. I used to go hunting as a child, so I do my father taught me how to wrestle down bears if I wanted to get thick fur, so another person would be no problem for me to fight. So then, I continue doing my job, but now, election day comes.
Election day is here, the moment most of America has been waiting for. Election night means, heavy traffic in the polls, but less traffic everywhere else. I did not vote for anybody, and neither did Darius. That night, we went to eat out at a restaurant, called the sickle. This restaurant was okay in terms of the food. After we left, Darius drove me home this time. On the way there, we noticed a white car following us. At a nearby intersection, the car rammed us in the side. The car flipped, rolling 3 times before it stopped, at which time, Darius was too hurt to respond. A man comes out of the car, dressed in a white suit, and a white mask. he pulls out a gun, and tried shooting at us. I reached into Darius' dash storage and found his gun. It has seven bullets in it. I then took it, stood up, aimed, and fired. A minute later, the police came, I had shot five bullets into the man, in which all went to his chest.
As we arrived at the hospital, I told the doctors who he was, and that he needed serious medical attention. After the incident I told the police what happened, "Officer, the man that attacked us, he was wearing a white suit and a white mask." The officer then responds, "Anything else?" I look at him sternly and go, "no, but that man nearly killed my friend." The officer then looks at me grimly and replies, "You were attacked by a Klansman, he probably saw your friend coming around." I gasped suddenly, thinking to myself, Darius is an African American, no wonder! I knew that the one man who sparked this incident was the egotistic guy that had now won the election, Jacob Cecil.
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