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"The Wall of Hate"

The once Chained are now the Ones to Chain. A cancerous snake is quickly eating away at a nation of people. Genocide has been going on for over 50 years...and the world just watches . We have to be their voices, if anything will ever change. "He who passively accepts evil is as much involved in it as he who helps to perpetrate it. He who accepts evil without protesting against it is really cooperating with it." --Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. Please take a few minutes out of your day and become a little more enlightened about the world that is so entangled within our own. Click on the link to "The Wall of Hate". Try to live 8 minutes in the shoes of these oppressed people and maybe things will become easier to understand: .

Reply to nba analyst regarding previous posts

nba analyst said: Amaana, I'm a fan of your writing...It's amazing how you can write thoughts the way you do. and nba analyst's response to previous comment by Anonymous: Anonymous said, "Also, John Allen Muhammad and John Lee Malvo (both Muslim) were labeled as American Serial Killers. There were some references to keeping the D.C. area in a state of terror but no report that I have encountered ever labeled them as a terrorist." Then what is a terrorist?? That Cho guy could debatably considered a terrorist as well. Dear nba analyst, I would like to thank you for your support. A lot of times people don't understand just how much writing even the smallest comments can encourage a person to keep on track :) The post on terrorist vs. killer was written with a previous experience that I had with the ex-advisor to the Israeli Prime Minister a few years back. I asked him that same question...he replied a person that instills fear in others hearts. I

Dear Reader

Dear Reader, I have genuinely been thinking of what to write ever since my last posting. All I can think to write about revolves around the suffering of my brothers and sisters in humanity. Please read this entry and try to live a few seconds in someone else's shoes. Bitter cold, sick and yet I cannot make a sound. My coughs are swallowed and my chest feels like it's about to burst. Burst out of fear, illness and pain...but something I have rarely felt is hatred, and yet it feels like it runs though my blood...only for those who killed my f family. Now I am alone and the goose bumps are prickling through my skin. It is dark in here. Small confinements have always scared me, but I am not alone. God is with me. If they find this place, the worst that they can do is kill me as they did everyone else in my village. I am only 12 years of age, but feel as if I bear the burden of three painful lifetimes. I have no hopes of a future ever presenting itself to my saddened and once eage