Peace Over Pancakes

Peace Over Pancakes

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Occasionally, I have the opportunity to write for UBOMAG. This article that I wrote with Delana Lands, talks about how we can all come together after the election. It's time to drop the hate that is a large part of the false narratives in the media today. If more of us got together and treated each other with respect and compassion, we would see that we really are not that far off in what we really want. Don't let the hate run away with you and create fears that really are not there. Talk to your friends, and have your own "Peace Over Pancakes" meetings, and let's all come together to heal this divided nation. It's time to drop the hate and remember we are Americans, and that we are stronger if we stay together. https://ubomag.wordpress.com/2017/02/02/peace-over-pancakes/
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I'm about to tell you a story about a girl. A normal girl. A girl that had no cares in the world, until her trust for it was stripped away. When you read her story, you'll find yourself trusting her, loving her, rooting for her. But you see, not everyone gets to trust the world. Not everyone has a happy ending. --- Halfway through the kiss however, his attitude changed; instead of being a loving embrace, it became a fierce trap. His grip on her waist tightened, trapped her where she was instead of simply holding her where he wanted her. The hand in her hair grabbed a section of it, enforcing his demand for her not to go anywhere. Before she knew what was happening, he left go of her hair, and pushed her to the ground. She gasped, suddenly able to breathe. He stood up and walked over to her. He placed a soft hand on her cheek, just like he used to when he was telling her how special she was to him. None of the emotion was there this time however, all she could feel radiating from his was rage. "You shouldn't have run off, babe," he said bitterly. "I was about to show you how much I loved you. Instead, I now have to show you what happens when you anger me." --- The men regarded her, before she was shoved to the ground and one produced a whip. There, laying broken on the floor, as the other girls watched, she was whipped. Slowly, she felt her skin breaking in time with her heart and her will.

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