Streets of Syria

While riding in the shuttle, people seemed to be protesting, due to them waving flags and holding signs of a man's face on it. Lauren perked up at this opportunity, but as the bus drove on Lauren felt like a hungry kid seeing a restaurant fly by.

Suddenly, the bus stops. The driver, a fellow Syrian, shouted at the protesters to get out of their way. The crowd got bigger as they approached the shuttle bus. The angry chants were getting louder and louder.

"They know we're American." The translator said, flinching when a rock hit the side of the bus.

"Why are they angry at us?" Ron asked.

"U.S. soldiers occupying the streets, unfair trade deals, terrorism. Take your pick." The translator said in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Fair enough, but we aren't the terrorists." Said Ron gazing out of a window to see a sign that has a nuke decorated with the American flag dropping on the Syrian flag.