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Dear children of America, it wasn't supposed to be this way...
A poem, short story, anything you want. An open apology to the children. Think about your childhood, your thoughts and expectations. Think of the world they're growing up in.
Ended November 2, 2017 • 2 Entries • Created by BlairLogan1
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Dear children of America, it wasn't supposed to be this way...
A poem, short story, anything you want. An open apology to the children. Think about your childhood, your thoughts and expectations. Think of the world they're growing up in.
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I’m Sorry America Turned Out This Way

Dear children of America, it wasn't supposed to be this way. America was supposed to be a place where you could grow up surrounded in freedom, where you weren't judged for who you are or where you came from. America was supposed to be a place where you could express your opinion without fear of being judged. America was supposed to be a place where all were accepted.

Clearly, this is not what America turned out to be.

People in America are judged for their skin color, their nationality, their religion. People first came to America to escape all this. But, all this followed those people to their new homeland.

You're all growing up in a place overtaken by hate and judgement, and the really sad thing is, it wasn't supposed to be this way.

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Dear children of America, it wasn't supposed to be this way...
A poem, short story, anything you want. An open apology to the children. Think about your childhood, your thoughts and expectations. Think of the world they're growing up in.
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BlairLogan1

Dear Children of America,

It wasn't supposed to be this way.

I was proud of my country. We the People lived freely,

We fought for democracy,

We cared for one another.

I remember being in school when the Sandy Hook massacre occurred. I remember everyone coming together,

The support and love of a country.

As I sit here today, hearing about a massacre in Las Vegas,

I feel each one of those bullets ripping through my soul.

There's so much bloodshed, and our country has been stained.

We can not wash away this hate.

We can not pray our country better.

We are a country more worried about who stands for an anthem than white supremacist marching under a Nazi flag in our own streets.

We are more concerned about the life of a statue than we are the life of our citizens.

Dear Children of America,

I am so sorry this is the America you are being introduced to. I'm so sorry you don't learn the love of our country I learned. I'm so sorry that the nation is crumbling around you and you have no power to stop it.

I'm so sorry.