Growing up I had always felt so protected, we all have. I grew up with monsters all around me with a superhero who always kept me safe. And as I grew older I realized those monsters were poverty, terrorists, wars, inequality, and hatred. I then realized the superhero in the cape was actually a man in a suit and tie doing his best to protect me from the monsters that knocked on his door every evening. And although there are many who stood behind the man to help protect me, he was the one who kept those monsters out of my closet. Donald Trump is one of those monsters with a mask to hide his true identity and a mouth full of persuasion to hide his monstrous growls.
Many Americans have lost faith in the American political system and as a result they are inviting in a monster that is not welcome. A monster that spews hate from his lips that is mistaken for “the truth”. He is a monster who feeds off of the support of his hatred from his fans and his stomach is almost full. A monster who has openly disrespected and objectified your wives, sisters, daughters, and mothers. Donald Trump is a man of hate, not a man of prosperity or democracy. He is a monster who has no concern for any other country, race, or gender other than his own. He does not want to protect us, he wants to protect himself. He is a monster who slid through the cracks and took advantage of a political party that had a mission he has destroyed. And he is a monster who gave another political party the initiative to do everything in their power to keep him away. Behind the mask of Donald Trump is a terrifying monster that wants to eat our country up until there is nothing left of us. He brings out the hatred in many of us weather it be those who support him or those who do not. He is a monster who manipulates others at any chance he gets and we need to stop inviting him in.
If we let the monster in and invite him into our homes we will only get hurt. He will take what he can of us until there is nothing left. His foreign and domestic policy is hate and we will go from “united we stand” to not united at all we fall. It is our responsibility to keep the monsters out of our children’s closets and we are just opening the door and showing him where to go. I stopped being afraid of monsters when I was ten when I had realized that they aren’t real and they wouldn’t hurt me, and at eighteen I am terrified of the monster on the podium so many are cheering on.
