Write about a time when you got stuck in between two parties fighting with each other.
Now. Currently the space I occupy in the stupid culture war in America. I’m just so fucking sick of it. It reminds me of being a kid right before my parents got divorced. We were in Washington, D.C. and they got in a huge fight. We were all in the back of the minivan and they were screaming at each other. My mom yelled, “I WANT A DIVORCE” while my dad merged on to the freeway. My younger siblings were crying. I was terrified.
