The Streets Are Talking

The Streets Are Talking

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"POW" "POW" "POW"! There goes the gun that killed another innocent being. POW! There it goes again killing a baby or a child. Every day someone loses their life over a bullet that wasn't meant for them or a bullet that was being used for a gang rival or something suicidal! Why should we be quiet, why shouldn't we tell. Innocent people are getting killed like Trayvon Martin, Michael Brown, the people in Orlando. FOR WHAT! Saying something would defeat the purpose of not saying anything. STAND UP! MAKE YOUR VOICE HEARD!!!!!!!!!! Innocent people are losing their lives just because we didn't say anything. We have a right to have FREEDOM OF SPEECH! This is my new story: The Streets Are Talking.
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The average human being spends every second of his day fighting against the force of nature to see another day. But I'm different. I'm not afraid of outside forces to take my life away - only myself. Approximately 10 years ago, something happened to me. Something really bad. But I'm not allowed to talk about it. As a way to release my frustration, I give hell to my body and everyone I come in contact with - especially my parents. No one knows about what happened except the ones who did it...and Him. But he didn't stay. Now, he's back and he's not talking either. I want to stop hurting, I need to stop. Make me stop.

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