Juliexplores
I didn't want to cook today. After everything I found out about him today, I didn't think he deserved a home cooked meal. I stared at the peppers on the counter and threw them in the trash. Maybe he'll get a home cooked meal from her.
I wanted to be heard. The words caught in my throat afraid that I wouldn't be able to captivate the audience before me. With a deep breath I took a step forward, grabbed the microphone and prayed that my message would reach at least one of them out there.
"Let's go."
She heard him yell as he pulled her arm towards the crowd. Every step was taken with uncertainty. But she had always wanted to belong to something, so here she was, at this rally, ready to take a stand.