(Note: This was written while at summer camp, and posted and edited upon return).

It was another stormy night in the Maine woods. The rain pounded on the shutters and roof of our cabin as we sat huddled together in our Crazy Creek chairs, drowning out the sound of thunder...

Through tearful eyes we watched, with eager ears we listened, awaiting the sounds and visions of change. Hearts heavy and pounding in our chests, we knew history was being made and that our country would finally receive the future it deserves. Finally, the moment arrived. Our TV screens were suddenly...

Dear Citizens of the United States of America,

I am a fifteen-year-old girl who is a spectator in this election, for I am unable to vote due to my age which is why I write this to you.

On November 4th, 2008, you will...