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TOPIC: Race Riot

valkricry

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Date: May 14, 2009

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Project child, bed a laundry basket. Born into a world of strife. Saw her first death at the age of two, or was it earlier when her twin perished in the womb? Gang wars, and riots were common place. A young boy he was but they didn't like the color of his face. Daddy, he bleeding... No answer, just blackness as he picked her up and ran. Suddenly he fell... Surrounded they were.. Daddy, you're bleeding... Valiently she tried to make a stand, Leave my Daddy alone! Fist hit her like a stone. Someone grabbed her hand. She's only a baby let her be. Come little one, come with me. People fighting, shoving, kicking... DADDY! Where was he? Police sirens, everyone began to run.. She was wrenched from that kind hand. In the middle of it all, she stood crying out Daddy? Cries muffled hers. Daddy? Big man in blue peering down at her. Come with me little one. We'll find your daddy. She was lifted up in arms that were strong. Looked into a face so much darker than her daddy's. Would they hurt him too? Just because they didn't like the color of his face? She clung to him and felt safe. But where was her daddy? Another victim of a race riot. __________________

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