Personal Narrative: Race Discrimination

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Imagine this: you have work today. You do the daily routine of getting ready and getting your kid ready and walk out the door and drive your kid to school. You drop them off and he or she says bye mommy I love you and you were in to much of a hurry to say it back. 3 hours later, you don't have that chance to say I love you anymore. That day you got killed because someone thought your skin color made you bad. Sucks right? Imagine how the families who lost their loved ones due to race discrimination.

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