Colored

D-Day

I wake up the same way as usual. I am sweating and Bull Connor and Alex were on my mind. I lay in my bed for a long while, then finally decide to get up. I shower and get changed into, yet another, black dress. I try to skip breakfast, but my mother stops me. "I know you participated in that march the other day. You therefore will go to a white's school." She pushes me out the door before I could argue. I start shaking, the thought of going there scares me to death. They will not let me leave. I was supposed to lead the Hispanics today. It was a great honor to be chosen by Dr. King. I would have to run out at lunch. I get to the school in half an hour. As I enter the hall, I feel glares being aimed at my back. "Who's the Hispanic whore?" I hear someone say. I grab my schedule and go to the lunch room, and sure enough, kids were having breakfast in here. Eyes immediately turn to me. A boy comes up to me. "So we've got us here a colored girl? Well you know what we do to them?" He says and slaps me. I cry out in pain. "You shouldn't be here and you will not belong here." He snarls at me. I get up, not letting my tears fall. The bell rings and I skip all my classes. When it is lunch time, I come back and I run outside. I go to the church and we march again. Again, the police come. But this time, there are dogs, a tank, and these long hoses. I see Bull Conner shouting, but this time I see Alex and his cousin, Reese, next to him. They looked almost guilty. I catch Alex's eye when a dog comes and bites my arm. I scream out in pain. To make things worse, the firemen turn on the hose and point it at me. The water has so much pressure, that it knocks me off my feet. The water burns and it is slowly drowning me. Finally, they take it off me and aim it at another group. I am left coughing up water, in a heap, soaking wet. I thought my day could not get any worse, when I hear an explosion. I look towards it and I see it is very near my house. No! It was my house. It was on fire! I immediately remember that my mother and father, were home. I jog home as fast as I could. The dog bite seems like nothing now. It starts to rain as I reach my home. The water douses the fire and I run into the burned house. "MOM! DAD!" I scream. I look around the house until I see it. My mother and father, lying dead on the ground. "Mom?" I sob "Dad?". I drop to my knees and sob over them. The Klu Klux Klan had done this. I stay there weeping over my dead parents, feeling like I was the one who killed them.