Four Years from Now

               Four years from now, I imagine myself being a responsible and mature young adult. I imagine myself hard at work, always ready for what lays ahead. I imagine myself as someone who is not hesitant to help friends, and is always reliable and trustworthy. I imagine that although I will be older, my happiness and friendliness will grow along with my age. I will not be a shy and reserved young child, pondering about the world from a glance. Instead, I will be an extroverted and bold young man, viewing the world through multiple perspectives, knowledgeable and ready for the world of tomorrow. I used to think when I was younger that because a year is so long, I would stay my young, foolish self forever. I now realize how wrong I was, and now I have changed my mindset from dreading the future to looking forward to it.

Fear Mongering

             The woman stood with her husband looking at the sign in front of her. She felt disgusted by the message portrayed by the sign, and felt remorse for all the people like her husband that are ridiculed and insulted repeatedly. Sometimes her husband mistook insults people gave him for compliments, and just smiled back. Her husband worked harder than anyone she ever knew and was the most humble man she ever met, which is why she married him. She didn't understand the fear that went on in her neighbors, and the intense hatred they had for her husband. "We often fear what we don't understand," she murmured, louder than intended. "What?" her husband asked. She just smiled back at him, quickly taking down the sign. She would fight the ignorance, and she would counter the racism of her neighborhood, one sign at a time if she had to.