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Teenage Politics: The Destructiveness of Socialism

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The destructive force of socialism is something most Americans are never taught. In school, we are never taught what it means and what it has done to societies in the past. With the current events the United States is facing, I felt like I needed to go out and do something. I felt like I needed to contribute, but my options are limited as a high school student. After writing an essay for an English class, I realized that my contribution to my country could be through education. My main goal through these series of short informational stories is to educate my generation as young people in a way that won't put them to sleep. I want to help my generation be able to make reasonable politically-based decisions. I want help my generation and the future generation in a way that we do not inherit a horrible nation. I want to be a patriot and do what is right for my country. I want to make America greater.All Rights Reserved

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{COMPLETED} "now that you've had your fun electrocuting me, would you care to hop in the backseat?" ---------------------------------------------------------- Freak DNA. That's what I like to call it. The fault to my genetic code. More often than not, it's a curse. The static running through my blood gave me a name. A cruel, daunting label of a measly bug. A roach. That's what I am to them, to the government. Roach; the nameless monster with electricity for a sense and lightening as a second nature. It ruined my life, the sparking currents playing tag in my mind, running around and bumping into everything, shaking me loose. The government, actually. They ruined my life. My curse just gave them a reason. You see, the normal population with ordinary DNA, they don't know about the people like me. The roaches of the world. We don't get that kind of recognition at the camps. There, we are only one thing in the military's eyes. We are weapons and we will act like it. Everyone else out there, bathing in the goodness they don't know they've got, they don't know about the roaches their stepping on. As long as their getting closer to the sky, they don't care what they stand on to reach it. They don't know about the sparkling dreamer that's killed 7 people before her 17th birthday. They don't about the ghost of a girl peaking around corners for her entire life because even home wasn't safe. They don't know about the fighter of steel and iron sucking on his bloody lip courtesy of the wars he battles in as nothing but a shadow. They don't know about the masked villain who would do anything to see the army they lead claim the throne They don't know about us. But they will, because we will rise. And when we arrive, we will arrive violently. ___________________________________________ Started: 10.06.15 Finished: 3.17.16