March For Our Lives

On Saturday, March 24, I went to a march for gun safety. I really didn't want to go. I was afraid that there would be a shooter there. I even cried! But I still had to go. My family had to drive downtown to go to the Hemming Plaza where some kids and adults were giving speeches and singing songs. I kept cautiously looking around to see if anybody had a gun. But nobody did. Then a person came up on the platform where people had been singing songs and giving speeches. The person gave us a few chants to practice, and when we were done we started to march to the County Courthouse. I wasn't as scared as I was before I was there when we started to march with all those people, but I was still scared. While we all marched, we chanted several things, such as "Not One More!" and "Show Me What Democracy Look Like! This Is What Democracy Looks Like!" I felt a little proud to be there with my sign and chanting with all those people. It felt like a good and right thing to do. Once we all got to the County Courthouse, all of us stood in front of it and did more chants and took a picture of it to send to the local news so everybody could see how many people are fighting against guns. It was moving. After that, my family went home. After I had the experience, I wasn't so scared about it anymore. It had been a great experience, and a wonderful time. Here are some pictures of the march: