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Walking HomeI was raised in a good a neighborhood A neighborhood were people watched other peoples kids to make sure they did not get into trouble or hurt themselves I didnt even hear of people getting beat up or get hurt because of the color of their skin My parents taught me not to judge a book by its cover or in other words not to judge a person by the color of their skin but to judge a person by who they are in the insideWhen I got to middle school someone told me about Cracker Day He told me that it was the last day of the school year and was when African Americans beat on the white kids At the time I thought it was myth or something you tell a new guy on campus to scare them That all changed when I got to seventh gradeIt was the last day of school and it had just rained it was moist in the air I was walking my girlfriend Missy home She was in eighth grade at the time and she was almost perfect She was great looking and popular funny but she wasnt to smart When I got to her house she gave me my first french kiss I was the happiest I had ever been I felt like I was on top of the world and nothing could bring me down or at least I said goodbye and started walking home I walked about a mile when I a notice a car that passed me by slowly a few times It followed me for a couple of more blocks Then it came to a stop and I looked around to see if anyone was around There was no one and then I got real scared I started walking faster Four African Americans kids who are older and bigger than me got out of the car and started walking my way
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