America: Great Again?

Emily stared at me in horror. I held up my arms and looked at my fingers, extending and quickly turning to dust. “Emily!” I shrieked. Her mouth fell open, her eyes travelling up my forearms. The dust swarmed my arms, my neck, and then down my body. I lost all feeling throughout my body, and then, as fast as I disappeared, I was back. I could feel again. My eyes were tightly shut, my breathing fast, and my arms still up in front of me. The air changed—warmer. It was warmer...