My Voting Experience: A Horror Novel by Edward Earnest
It was with great joy and civic pride that I walked into the gymnasium of the local high school, standing patriotically in line with the other locals and waiting with unreserved glee to cast my ballot and perform my duty as an informed, educated citizen of a democratic country. Oh, the naivety of youth! Oh, the gullibility of the green! The foolish dreams of the innocent and the uninitiated! All the advertisements and pamphlets had convinced me that voting would be a happy experience: a proud, life-defining moment full of smiles and good cheer. The reality was anything but.
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