Inspiration Beats Opression
Unbearable screaming. Crying like you’ve never cried before, crying like your life is ending in a second and all of a sudden remembering that you have not accomplished anything, have not fought for anyone, or at the very least, have not lived for yourself. Unbearable crying, nothing like I have heard before, no one told me a human being was capable of such heart wrenching sounds. Even through three walls separating us, I could feel the pain. With every slam I heard, my friend and I shared a look and kept taking one step closer to their door. Listening silently, and carefully. Someone was doing the yelling, and someone else was doing the crying, the sounds of slamming into something was in between the human noises. The language was foreign. It was late night on a weekend, in a building where no one really asks for trouble. School, friends and relatives can only teach us so much before you deal with real life situations that don’t have much to do with 2 + 2. What do you do when you are...