Growing up, I never was afraid to die. I always believed it was a right of passage to another world, rights of passage to peace and harmony. The dictionary definition of fear is an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is dangerous, likely to cause pain, or a threat. As children, we have curfews before the streetlights came on and are protected. As I became a teenager, I had seen less and less protection of children and people.
As I got older, more and more people are dying before the age of 50 especially black people. Black people make up 13.2 percentage of the USA population and we appear to be dropping like flies. It used to be of natural causes or complications. Now, those who are meant to serve and protect are literally shooting people for no reason. It now frightens me, where I cannot go outside anymore without looking over my shoulder. Would I be accused of something I did not do or shot just became I fit the description of someone else?
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