The moment I knew I was an American...

The moment I knew I was an American would have to have been in the last weeks of summer...I remember it like it was yesterday. Me and two of my friends, Charlie and Ryan, went paintballing. As I was growing up I would always see paintballing on the tv and idolize it. I would never go though because I never knew where to go or how to even do it. So finally I went paintballing and I loved it. I remembered all of the movies where the bachelors right before their wedding they would paintball.Then I thought to myself I'm truely an American teenager. And just to add to the fact I knew I was an American after, we went to B Dubs, bufallo wild wings. Then we all went home and did the very last stereotype for Americans and we all web home and played CoD Mw2.

Us Vs. Them/Us and Them?!?!

Everything dies. It's a fact. The question is whether or not something could be done to prevent it. All of the times on the news people are getting shot and killed in stupid accidents. These deaths can all be stopped if someone put thought into what they were about to do. Like when a gang member gets killed from a rival gang, instead of going out looking for that guy you should end the cycle. The thing people have to learn is an eye for an eye doesnt solve anything in the long run. And all of the accidental deaths that are stupid. Like when someone is driving and painting thier nails. Any person knows that it only takes about 2-3 minutes to paint your nails, instead they are going to drive worrying abou thier nails. Next thing you know billy-bob from down the block just got hit by your car. What i'm trying to say is that someone has to stand up and say, "i am going to stop the cycle of violnce!". then more and more people will follow and the world will be a utopia.