Gun Violence – The Melting Iceberg

ROAD RAGE ON I-89

by Aidanjames325 May 23, 2024August 17, 2024No Comments

A filthy SUV had pulled up next to him. Its original color was unrecognizable, as it looked like the car hadn’t been washed since last February and it was now nearing the end of July. There were distorted stickers on the windshield and bumpers of the Tahoe, and a little American flag attached to the radio antennae. A man wearing a bandanna with the knot tied on his forehead glared down at Nate from the passenger seat. He looked like he too possibly hadn’t been washed since February. His glare turned to a sneer, and he motioned for Nate to roll down his window.

THE CHEWING GUM SAGA

by Aidanjames325 April 3, 2024May 2, 2024No Comments

The strangest thing though, I never feel the punch land. I’m fainting, falling to the ground, staring at the chewing gum stuck under my seat as I hit the concrete. The stadium grows quiet. Then it grows dark.

STRAWBERRY MANSION

by Aidanjames325 February 5, 2024November 12, 2024No Comments

A voice rang out through the intercom and cut off his explanation:

Attention staff and students, we are currently in a state of lockdown. No one is allowed in or out of the building until further notice. Again, we are in lockdown. No one is allowed in or out of the building. That is all.

The voice faded, and James turned from the speaker to look back at his students, both of whom looked entirely unfazed.