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14 May 2005

American History X

Lightning flashes through my window as I am typing, illuminating my entire cupboard in white light. Outside bright angry streaks of white tear up the sky. Without warning, the rain falls, pellets of over saturated condensed clouds. As I rush to close my windows, the pitter pattering of the rain start. Now and then, the block opposite mine lights up, accompanied by the low rumbling of thunder.

I get back to my chair and clicked on the play button. This is my second time watching American History X, the first being a few hours earlier.

Rarely does a movie change my outlook on life. The ones that did, I try to preserve and reflect. This was one of them.



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