Today, I was playing some Roblux with a few of my friends. We've all just graduated middle school and are enjoying our summer vacation before our first year in high-school.

Braedynn, one of my friends, and admittedly one of the more popular kids in school asked "no cap did yall hear about Lran tryna clutch up the dub on Wsrael?" This was the first time I've heard of these international affairs. I fully expect to be quizzed on such matters during some of my 9th grade progression. "on god?" I posed, hoping to extract more data on this subject from Braedynn.

"They finna buss on them jew bros. Pretty sus and antisemitic". Suddenly Paisleigh's voice came through "Wait, aren't they our greatest ally?" Braedynn continued "frfr no cap they be locked in on these duos"

Suddenly I felt a swell of energy inside of me. In Roblux, we entered some strange room with odd patterns painting the walls that I cannot describe. However, when the patterns met my eye I felt a shift inside me on a cosmic level. Quickly, dark scenes of a past I cannot remember flashed through my memory which displayed vile men in white coats and unholy machinery.

"I'd be willing to DIE for Israel" I blurted out. All but too loudly. I heard my mother stomping up the stairs. "Game off!" she commanded. I obliged. "Dinner time, I picked up take out, your favorite." She said warmly, with a trace of pride in her voice.

At the table over a delicious McCluckers family meal for only $49.99, I was content. Maybe things are truly beginning to change with the next generation of youngsters.