Sometimes I wonder what it would be like to have white skin.
I have learned that by walking down the street I have a higher chance of getting stopped by the police because I am black. A white woman would not have to go through that challenge everyday. Bring a white bitch to the ghetto and see how she feels. Will she be scared? Will she call the cops? She will not fret because the cops are on her side. She has protection.
I fear what is supposed to be my safety.
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Random- a fictional diary of a girl whose addiction takes her life. Josie releases her inner demons through writing in her diary every day. She writes because she wants her story to be remembered in her own words.
