I didn't mind school, that much. The only thing I didn't like was that there were three types of people; People who wouldn't say anything, the people who would say something, and then the people who wanted to say something.
During the school day, we were rushed through the hallways by a teacher, headed toward the office, we all had no clue why.
The police officer explained that we all had to leave due to threats on the school.
Eventually, in my senior year of high school, something unimaginable happened
My house was bombed! It was devastating, I don't know why but after the event of Little Rock, I did not want to talk about anything similar to it. I shut it out from my thoughts
But eventually I got to the point where I needed to talk, so I did, and that's why I am telling you!