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are always occurring, somewhere. They’re natural and should not be feared but should be embraced. Learn why they’re occurring and come to understand the message behind them. Change your stance to quell the riots. Fighting riots only leads to stronger demands. Watch what you do.
By M Saint on 10.28.2011
are fun but sometimes dangerous. I would like to start one in my town with all my friends lol……………but anyways im going to riot now peace and love
By Lotty on 10.28.2011
They’re noisy and political and stuff. Like this: jadkgcfy io-SFGJKDSGFHSDKL OBAMA FOR PREZ ADGJSKGFKJSGHCFHKJDNFUIFHVDNV WE HATE FREE HEALTH CARE AGFMAJSKUJ ACTUALLY NO WE LOVE IT UIEGFH84YR84YF VNDIVJKN SHUT UP ALL OF YOU POLITICS GRRRRAGHHH.
By Aishah on 10.28.2011
People who engage in violent actions. Fights. Often a disturbance. Disturbs the peace. Damage. Danger. Injuries. Mobs.
By Ana on 10.28.2011
The day my world was broken. It was just us against them, trying to make something change, and it ruined me. It took him – they would rather silence us than learn to change.
By Maya URL on 10.28.2011
When events escalate to busting store windows, and setting things on fire. When things get out of control.
By Nayomi on 10.28.2011
On any given day, there is something wrong with me – whether it be the storm cloud above my head, or the voices rioting within. Annoyance is thus omnipresent with me, and happiness is anything but constant.
By Haley URL on 10.28.2011
Riots are never a good thing for either side. Property damage, injury (physical, emotional, pride), bad press, reputation damage…
By Brie URL on 10.28.2011
the world seems like its full of riots no a days with problems with the higher ups that wont give the middle class nothing and basicly live off of our work
By jasmine URL on 10.28.2011
There must have been 500 of them. Kids mostly, but with rocks, baseball bats, broken bottles. Fuck, I don’t want to hurt anyone. I steadied myself, gave the signal, and we moved in.
By pilgrim URL on 10.28.2011
She adjusted the sites of her gun barely before using her naked eye to scan the hostie crowds below. It was the one thing the were most scared of; riots. He had been imprisioned for 20yrs but today he was finally free.
By xanda on 10.28.2011
i have seen riots only on TV. i wouldn’t hope to be there, but i often imagine what it would be like to be there. when the riots are for positive change, the place must be charged with energy. i wonder what it feels like.
By kaorita on 10.28.2011
time to go
time to speak
words and silence are no more
when you are knocking at my door
we grasp our hands
with time to come
and swing out over the blazing sun
where were you
when we first met
all that long ago
By elizabeth on 10.28.2011
Rebellious action done by people. The violent actions taken can lead to a dangerous atmosphere.
By Lupe on 10.28.2011
She sat quietly. This is not the sort of girl who would make loud noises, running around, making insane claims, starting riots and mobs and such. Ceasar would have loved her.
She just sat quietly. Beautiful, stalk still. Thinking. That is the danger of my beautiful girl, she thinks long before she speaks, and long, long before she
By Dovikles URL on 10.28.2011
Feel like Im going to go insane. so much going through my mind I jsut dontknow what to do about it all. Cant I ever have a break? Cant I just run away for a bit and come back when I feel better about everything? I guess it doesnt work like that. Oh well I suppose, the burdens of having a two year old.
Its really getting to me now. Bahhhhh just get me out of here please
By Megan on 10.28.2011
Chaos, ill think of destruction, the protest on Oakland and wall street, violence, tear gas, protest for independence, for jobs, media blowing it out of proportion, police attacking the innocent people, fighting, deaths, shooting,
By Dennis Tran on 10.28.2011
the innocent people are rebellious. They are protesting against the government laws and the unfairness. In addition, they would split up families, fighting against each other. Turning against one against another.
He told her to stay away from the doors and windows. “Something is happening in the city tonight,” he’d said. He was shrugging on his jacket. “You’re going out there?” She asks. He nods. “But you’re not. Stay here with Ryan, you’ll be fine. Protect the house.” She worries her lip between her teeth and wishes John was still here.
By Cassie URL on 10.28.2011
People running everywhere. So much chaos in the streets. People screaming things I cant understand. Everything running by in a blur. Why has this happened? Whats the point in this? Will anything good come of it? Anything at all? Why was this the answer to these problems?
By singlemomofone URL on 10.28.2011
Please don’t let the phone ring. I’ve been on edge all day. the children – for that’s what they are to me – are at the march. Protesting. marching. I hope this doesn’t become like all the other riots I once attended in my dreamy youth.
By Amimee URL on 10.28.2011
Men and women everywhere
Occupy Wall Street gone wrong
Peace to hate
By Richard Wilson on 10.28.2011
Riots don’t accomplish much. They rule by groupthink which is notoriously iffy. Their motives might be pure, but their results are always dirty. Violence is not the answer, people. Peaceful protests.
By brnh on 10.28.2011
The riots continued for three days. No one was quite sure why they had started, but nonetheless, people were more than happy to join in the melee. The police had done all they could do for the first two days. It was pandemonium in the streets. Many families began toilet papering their worst neighbors homes.
By Fender2010 URL on 10.28.2011
the street was filled. As i looked around all i could see was the chaos surrounding me. “Charlie?” I shouted out. I didnt understand. i was supposed to protect him. this shouldnt be happening . “charlie!” i called again
By Amanda on 10.28.2011
can be inspired by enthusiasm or outrage. they are an outpouring of overwhelming energy and, therefore, should not be oppressed but allowed to expend themselves in an expression of such emotion. however, if used unwisely, unjustly, or their potential taken advantage of for devious intentions, they can provoke catastrophic consequences for all.
By unbornsymphony URL on 10.28.2011
The flames flashed and my vision sparkled. I couldn’t see, the smoke was gray and soupy. My eyes burned, and I cried. I knew he was somewhere, but where? I had to find him, he was our only hope to stop this terror.
By Eileen Yohannes URL on 10.28.2011
you’re a riot, you know? you leave everyone breathless in your wake. here we are, reaching or with heads cast your way as you go.
you turn, give a heartfelt smile, and continue walking.
cold. icy. i should be hot, all of this fire should break me down. but i cant move. all i think about is how you are not with me. were seperated. apart. maybe for forever. i hope not. ive got to thaw. now. if i dont, youre lost. you need me. this heat that surrounds me is anger. anger for you, and you are just misunderstood. but i understand. i will always understand.
Riot! Let us *riot*! In the streets, in the squares, in the court, down the block! You were right- it’s time to riot. You’re suggestions aren’t so bright, but who cares, it’s time for riots.
By Ammi URL on 10.28.2011
The girls anxiously stared at the clock in the classroom. The tiny hand slowly revolved… 16 seconds…. 15 seconds…. 14 seconds….
When the clock struck 8 am, they all dashed out the door. Floods of girls in plaid uniforms raced down the halls to rebel against the new dress code.
The riots had begun.
By Becky Donald on 10.28.2011
I begin a riot.
I believe in this thing more then I believe in you.
I trample all obstacles.
I will succeed in this riot.
This holy riot.
This riot for your love.
I will scream till you hear.
By Sarah Grace Walt URL on 10.28.2011
Riots raged across the country,
The pressed were pressing back.
The policemen came with their bats,
They beat us blue, they beat us black.
A child watched and cried out in fear,
Please! Stop! Can’t you hear?
People were silently astounded,
For they could hear their secrets, compounded.
They stared in wonder at the child and they began to whisper.
What is this? Who is she?
Let’s get closer,
Let’d kill her.
By Myrah on 10.28.2011
As the brick flew from his hand, his ears rang with that familiar pressure of misdirected rage. Although he didn’t know it was misdirected; he only knew the direction the brick would fly. It skittered along the pavement, coming to a stop just before the shop he’d intended to hit.
By James on 10.28.2011
There is a riot in my heart, that you heartlessly tore apart. nothing left to lose, nothing else to do. so much pain inside my soul. so many lies in your soul that your eyes can’t hide. tearing me apart, and playing with my heart. like I’m your game, that you love to play.
By Shelby Johnson on 10.28.2011
The riots of the middle east is something we must pay attention to in order to change both the lives of the persecuted and our own lives. It may seem that their issues aren’t as important, or even relevant to ours, but they are. After all, we are all part of a global community and we all have a responsibility to each other.
By Kayla on 10.28.2011
When the cali riots broke out following the lapd beatdown of mr pcp
I witnessed it from the tube at tulane hospital w a child who was overcoming
Multiorgan failure and did not understand the will of man to injure man… Much less man to injure a child… Riots no longer suprise me, especially violent riots w blood and gore
Such… Is life
By Me on 10.28.2011
Yesterday was one big riot for me. But it was all worth it! I finally met Nicholas Sparks!!!
By Cindy URL on 10.28.2011
Riots, I see that photo made famous on the internet. Of the rioting cloud and in the middle a couple lying on the ground. So intense.
By Siera Rayne on 10.28.2011
I always have wondered what it was like to be part of the Los Angeles riots after the Rodney King beating. But in a safe place. Like in another dimension where I’m able to watch but not be hurt. It’s really an anthological sociological study on pent up anger and how we humans have to vent it eventually.
By lynn Kindler URL on 10.28.2011
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