The cops lined up in the middle of the street reminded me of storm troopers. I thought it was overkill for what was going to be a peaceful protest.
My wife and I arrived at the appointed time, joining several hundred others who were already gathered, many holding large signs. One woman was speaking to the crowd using a bullhorn while others cheered her on.
That’s when a gunshot rang out and chaos ensued. It was hard to tell whether it was the storm trooper cops or the neo-Nazi counter-protesters who injured more members of our peaceful group.
Written for today’s 100 Word Wednesday prompt from Bikurgurl. Photo credit: Izaak Standridge.