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  • Stop by eclubm2
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    Stop is a poem I wrote about gun violence and school shootings after a school near my house was threatened with gun violence on Monday. This also happened only a few days after the school shooting in Texas. Gun violence and school shootings especially have been getting more and more common especially in America. This needs to stop. This may be a sensitive topic for people, but I hope my words can touch you. #63 in schoolshooting June 8th 2018
  • Conversations with Myself by AngelaaaaaLo
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    Lot of trials and tribulations come with the cold game played in the streets of Detroit, Michigan. 48204. The area that they know about, the place they stay away from. Love don't live in the streets, and dreams dont awaken you. Consequences and repercussions come with the game of being a drug dealer. Sacrifices and decisions are made, risks are taken, but you always gotta remember this is a lifestyle not a choice. Once taken for granted you either in it, or you out. DEAD. Some live this lifestyle just to feed their family, while for others its their destiny. Successful businessman, drug dealer, and human trafficker. Street smart and even better , book smart. Head on with the game and ALWAYS prepared for whatever is to come. You know money is knowledge, money is happiness, but most importantly money is the root to all evil. Mackie soon learned those things were more than just a saying. He also learned to keep his eyes open and his head on straight as no one, and yes I mean NO ONE was to be trusted in this life he lives Read to find out the drastic events of Mackie's inside life.
  • Politics and Poems by blue_morpho_fish
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    I just started this to publish a poem I wrote about school shootings, but I do dabble in poetry so this might grow into something else in the future. I'm not here to start arguments, I'm here for the community and freedom to explore. So while sharing your opinions in a respectful manor on any situations brought up in this book or any other book on this page are welcome, please stay civil. America is screwed up enough without the all the infighting. We don't need to feed that beast any more.
  • Debate by pipermccloud33
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    This is a book where you can freely debate on anything from world matters to book plots. You can freely speak your mind, and will not be judged. If I see any hate at all, your comment will be blocked and you may be reported. Just debate in the comments, and please, please put in requests. I will act as middle ground, and I expect people to back up claims with logic. I WILL look up any facts you put.
  • Just Another Normal Day | ✓ by liyAwritesgold
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    🏆 featured on @StoriesUndiscovered's profile!! 🏆 featured on @ComeSitWithUs' profile! [reading list: #Illness&Disorder - Disorderly ever after] 🏆 1st place - short story - the nova awards (≧∀≦) ✌️#7 / 1000+ : shooting ⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ When a small middle school in California experiences one of the most terrifying events in its entire school history, students, teachers and parents alike are scarred for life. Just another normal day. That's what they thought. Oh, how wrong they were. Nothing, absolutely nothing, could have prepared them for the screams... the agony... the bullets. ⊱ ━━━━.⋅ εïз ⋅.━━━━ ⊰ [ ⚠ ] : content may be triggering for some - revolves around the sensitive topic of a school shooting!! beautiful cover made by @bladesxbullets!! 🕊 s t a r t : 30 / 10 / 2020 🕊 e n d : 02 / 11 / 2020 🕊 e d i t e d : 25 / 08 / 2022 all rights reserved. copyright © liyAwritesgold 2020. [ !! ] this book and all its parts are available exclusively on wattpad. if you are viewing this book from any other site, you are at risk of a malware attack and should get off the site immediately.
  • The Shooting  by lilli_padd
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    Jackie Smith's life has always been boring. Her hometown has never been exciting. Except her ex-boyfriend Austin Addams. 3 years older than her and a detective in the local police department. He was the only non boring thing in her life. And then he broke up with her out of nowhere. And not only was her life boring again, but this time she fell into a black hole of despair. And nobody could get her out of it. Not her family nor her friends. But like I said before, her life is boring. Her town is boring. Her town barely has any crime. The worst was a girl accidentally going home with the wrong woman. Which is why it surprised everyone on that winter day. That winter day. When a kid and his family started shooting the high school up. And to make it even better, they shot every teacher in the building. Leaving the students defenseless. And had boarded every door in the building to get in or out. This was going to be one hell of a birthday. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jackie ran through the halls. She knew that nowhere would be safe. But she had to find somewhere. Somewhere that she could call Austin. Even if he didn't love her like she loves him, it was his job to protect the people. She found a janitors closet and locked it behind her and quickly pulled her phone out of her bag. She dialed his number faster than she ever had, even with her hands shaking like crazy. She pleaded in her head for him to answer just as another shot was heard. She bit her lip as the tears rolled down her face. "Jackie, I told you never to contact me again and why the hell are you calling me at school?" Austin asked on the other line. Jackie had a hard time keeping her voice steady. "Austin." She said, her voice being masked by her sobs. "Some kid and his family are shooting the school." She said as another shot was heard to prove her point. But this time... the shot was right outside the door.