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This is more of a what if scare for me. As a precursor, you never saw white ppl in my neighborhood during the 80s. I’m about 7 years old walking home near dark. The path I’m on is adjacent to another dirt pathway that leads away from this old church with a history of KKK activity. My house is at the end of this path so I’ve heard old klan stories my whole life but we took this walk hundreds of times. As I’m getting to the point where the paths meet, I see these two white men coming from the churches direction
Just seeing white folks was shocking enough. At our current pace, I’m only slightly ahead of them as we’re getting to the meeting point. That’s when I hear, “ayo kid, come here”
I don’t know what kicked in but with zero hesitation I take the fukk off to the end of the pathway
Felt like I was running for my life
I’m crying and leaving a trail of piss. I reach my houses fence and scaled it like I conjured the spirit of Jesse Owens. Hit the door and my pops is looking at me drenched in a mixture of tears and piss like boy WTF is wrong with you. I shakily give my explanation, he quickly grabs his shotgun and heads to the path. Thought he saw 2 men jogging at the opposite end of the church path but it was too far away to really see much. They definitely didn’t continue their direction pass the house and we never saw them again.
Till this day I wonder if that moment of pure fear was an overreaction by a silly kid or a life saving moment that kept me off your morning milk carton.


I don’t know what kicked in but with zero hesitation I take the fukk off to the end of the pathway


Till this day I wonder if that moment of pure fear was an overreaction by a silly kid or a life saving moment that kept me off your morning milk carton.