Letter to a Racist
Dear Racist, First of all I want to thank you for reading my letter. You do not know me and I don’t know you but I have felt your presence many times. Yesterday I started my day thanking God for waking me up and allowing me to have a job. There was a warm and grateful smile on my face as I greeted strangers I passed as I walked through the parking lot to enter the doors to my job. As I turned the corner to get on the elevator, I was greeted with a dark, cold and fearful unseen vibration that made me wonder if Satan himself had entered the building. I took a deep breath and proceeded to get on the elevator. With a smile on my face I pushed the button to the floor I was heading to. In the meantime there I was just you and me. You stood there like you were made out of stone definitely was not giving up any eye contact. You just stood in the elevator as far from me as you could almost as if you were not breathing. Looking up w...
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