chapter 4: uncultured

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PSA: If you support Trump or the Republican Party, that's fine. You have the right to that opinion. Mackaelynn is taken to a Trump Rally for the sake of comedy, and any characters' statements regarding politics are not in any way intended to reflect the opinions of the actual people in this story nor my own.

gerold canyon bought me a hotel room for the night and picked me up ar 8 am. i gor a warm egg mcmyffin. but not really because uts its still mcdonalds. anyway we started drivig and i asked gerad where we were going. "im takingnu to a teump rally bc if u were around andrew then u must be uncultured." tbat makes sense.

walking in we had to put our names on a list for some reason. i entered the rallyandthere was at least 12 people i think. i was never eally good at math, or anything for that matter. anyway soon a man with distinctive blondish yellowing hair got on the stage that i recognized immediarely: donald trump. "what do we want?" he shouted. "wall!" the audience shouted back. "when do we wanf it?" he said. "wall!" the crowd shouted again. i have mever been around such intellectuals. "ok now im going to let you guys speak for me because i dont want to be here honestly" said donald trump. no one cared. donald trump pulled a name out of a hat and said "mackaelynn smith will be your speaker for today." oh shit.

i walked up on the stage and teump handed me the micropjone. i took it from him and as trump lwft the microphone made a screeching sound. "uhhhh" echoed around the stadium. "hi everyone. my name is mackaelynn. and im here." no one spoke. you could hear a pin drop. "uh i know you guys like,, walls,,,, but walls can be expensive sometimes. so how about we build a ladder?" the crowd was silent. "build. a. ladder." i chant softly. "Build. A. Ladder. BUILD A LADDER!" someone throws a shoe at me. that made me angry. "waht the fuck do you know? we need a ladder!" i shout and throw the shoe back. there is a roar from the audience. someone throws a rock at me and it really hurts. a water bottle gets thrown at me and the world starts spinning. i hear gerard scream and everyone else starts screaming more. i see stars (no not like erkia henningsen) and everything gets darker. it feels like theres cotton in my ears. i feel pain shoot through my arm as i land on my elbow and everything goes dark. woooooooo

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