2004 — Most Philosophical 4th
Grader in America:
Rachel Fireman, Texas
Peace is a Dream
War is horrible and cruel. It's a pattern from one's soul. It
is jealousy, disagreements, and being scared. All people feel
these emotions, but don’t want to be treated like people
who can't handle themselves, so they start to fight, and if you
ask me, I think any other solution to disagreements is better
than fighting and causing deaths. But just the way humans operate
makes them do these things. Something inside our brains tells
us what to do. Some people listen to it. Some people don't. It
all depends if you have the control to listen or not. Sometimes
this is good and sometimes this is bad. People are dying in war.
But in another country a young girl is sound asleep in bed, soon
to find out her father is dead. She looks happy and fine, but
let's go inside the girl's mind, I see streams of color, black
and blue. I see the cries of sorrow that have repeated through
her mind. Her father is at war. She can picture her father wounded.
The heat is strong in her dream. It is beating down on her soft
silky hair. She sees the generals grabbing her arms and pulling
her away from her father. Tears are rushing down her face. Her
father starts his gun up again, firing. Then she sees her father
in a hospital looking around. Seeing nurses, he says, "This
war is pointless."
Then, she sits up panting hard and runs to her mother's room.
"It will never stop, will it?"
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