Tessa D,
Chicopee, MA.
As a young child, we moved from a mostly black neighborhood to a nearly all white suburb. The background music of my life changed. There really wasn’t any background music anymore. The neighbor kids who came to visit were no longer just the neighbor kids. Judgement and difference took on meaning, and that palpable feeling of outside prejudice towards my friends arose in my throat. It hasn’t really left.
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