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The mismatched pair of clothes that I saw my best friend wear, was making me nauseous. The colors didn't mix well together and she looked like a candy corn with fireworks firing out of the top of it.
The plants were growing very tall, crawling and suffocating the walls, encroaching on the doors of the house, and covered the gates. There was a sea of greenery from top to bottom everywhere. It was like walking through a jungle of green. You could just breathe it in and close your eyes and it was like you were some place else.
The jury couldn't decide whether he was guilty or not. I was outraged. It was obvious what he did to me. I was beaten and bruised and my innocence was ripped away from me, like someone was ripping duct tape off my skin. My body was tired and my head wouldn't shut up. If they found him not guilty, I would slit his throat myself.
The toned muscles on the body guard had driven me crazy before. But this time I noticed the markings on his arms. I realized he must be the enemy, and that was when I threw up on my best friend because I felt so sick and guilty. It was horrid and embarrassing.
The buzzing of the bees were the only thing that I could hear. The tank was soundproof, but I could see through all the yellow and black that my sister was screaming and tearing at her hair. It wasn't something that I could help with or control. I was stuck and my insides were churning with guilt.
The substance was leaking out of my mouth. I wasn't too sure what it was but I saw my glass topple over, and the tequila spilled out. My vision got blurry and my nerve endings felt shot. I couldn't move or feel anything. I was scared and then I saw a shadow come over me.
The jewelry that was sitting around my neck became a heavy weight that I couldn't take anymore. I ripped the necklace off and threw it into the cold blue waves and dug my toes into the grainy sand. I felt a surge of relief.
to be an american is to be really fat and eat food and ride around in fancy cars that we paid for with plastic cards. Nothing we have is our own. It can be taken away at any point. Born and raised in america i understand but I was not born here. Ive seen bigger things in life in the world and to be an american is not a great accomplishment.
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