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i shook my head as she kept opening her mouth. how dare she make that judgment! I'm trying to listen but all i hear is her contradicting herself, "killing is murder and murder is wrong no matter what." so i ask,"well, what about war?" "well thats different." she retorts in an all too snobby manner. I think to myself okay so its not okay to kill anyone but killing people in war doesn't count?! thats ridiculous! how can someone think this way?! My legs begin to shake as my anger rises. I need to do something in order to keep myself from smacking her. How can she see her view as right? i can smell the ignorance on her breath from across the room, she wreaks of naivety. i would just love to put her in a position where she would have to choose between life and death. she would stumble over her stupid ideals and find herself tasting her own inexperience.
just a little something i wrote for my creative writing class, and i kinda liked it.