Jessica Whitfield
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I wish I could escape my skin
There are days I want to run away and escape the life I have been given. The skin I have been given, the community I have known, and all the problems that come with being black in America. If for one year someone of the opposite race could trade places with me and walk a mile in my shoes what kind of impact would that leave? I long for the days where I can walk on the sidewalk without being bumped, or worship in public without someone calling the police, or walking into a store without being racially profiled. Sometimes it feels like you have been named a terrorist on the FBI's most wanted list. You can't go anywhere or do anything without someone targeting you. Shoot, you can't even put Christmas lights on your property without someone accusing you of breaking and entering, or my personal favorite someone yelling obscene things like "niggers live here or gotta get rid of these niggers" late at night.
By Jessica Whitfield3 years ago in The Swamp