American Experience

Chiara Bruzzi/ July 31, 2020/ Activism, Guest Writers/ 0 comments

By: Arielle Germeus

Let me tell you about my experience

Being followed around a store because they assume I’m stealing

Getting refused service because they assume I won’t pay

Being asked to leave a café because I’m waiting for a friend

Having a woman call the police on my brother because something on his person accidentally    

touched her 

Wondering if my brother will make it back home if he were ever in a traffic stop

Wondering if I will make it back home if I were ever in a traffic stop

Watching a march occur of an organized parade of people believing I am less than human

Being told to change my hair because it looked unprofessional

Having people touch my hair without my permission because it “looks so soft”

Being denied a job because of my name 

Afraid that my fellow students assume I am ghetto because of my hair 

Getting several wary looks from my classmates because the discussion is about slavery and I’m 

the only black student in the classroom

Let me tell you about my experience

Being afraid that if I ever spoke my mind I will go into the stereotype of the angry black woman

Having a person call the police on my family while we were having a BBQ

Having a person call the police on me because they assume I don’t live in my own home

Afraid that a person who commits a horrid crime shown on World News is a black person 

because if one does, all do it.

Getting shot at because I took down a suspected shooter and they thought I was the shooter 

Getting shot at because I was in my apartment and a woman thought I was robbing hers 

Getting shot at because I told the cops I had a legal firearm in my possession 

Having people assume I was a drug dealer because a cop shot me 

Being lynched because I looked at someone “the wrong way”  

Knowing my value was perceived as less than actual animals 

Building up a country that will never see me as anything more than property

Having to march to Washington DC to ask a country to treat me like a human being 

Having to protest these injustices day after day after day for a sliver of change to come

Persisting every day through these transgressions on just the foundation of hope 

Knowing that, yes times have gotten better, but there will constantly be a systematic pain and 

prejudice against people who look like me.

*This piece was written two years ago when the author was a sophomore in high school!

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