I watched in jealousy as Hillary stepped up to receive her presidency. I hated that she was the one to win the election, and my disdain for her only grew as she shot an arrogant smile in my direction while giving her thank-you speech. It wasn’t yet Inauguration Day, and there was always a chance that something could happen to her before then, but I still gave up all hope of anything actually changing. If I wanted this presidency, I would have to take it from her cold, dead hands, and I wasn’t willing to endangering my chances in future elections just to beat her this once. So, in order to prevent my future from becoming any more obscure than it already was, I silently watched as the crowd lauded Hillary for her hardwork and dedication during …show more content…
Donald is the one who came out of nowhere, announcing his campaign for presidency, before even choosing with which party he would be campaigning for. From that moment on I haven’t personally spoken to Trump, and I refused to meet him anywhere outside of events for the presidential campaign. If he was someone who wanted to betray the trust of a friend, and to take away, possibly, their last chance to become the president, then I was going to let him be that person on his own. The thing that I wasn’t expecting, after experiencing Donald’s extreme popularity during the beginning of the elections, was for me to win by a ‘landslide’, as they put it. Now, because he was spurned by all of America, Donald was expecting me to treat him the way that I used to, with warmth and kindness. Little did he know that, by betraying both Bill and I in such a way, he was permanently losing our friendship, and even causing Bill to abhor him. Bill believed that I should also hate Donald, maybe even more than he currently did, but I wasn’t really the type of person to feel that way. Sure, I was angry with him for not