These past few days have been the hardest for me to grasp. I am utterly heartbroken and also proud to see that people are demanding a change. The reality of being black is that from a young age you are taught about the harsh reality of this world, that this world that we live in is not always friendly to people of color. The first time I had that talk was when I was 5 years old. A year later I first experienced my first time being called a racial slur by my own pastor in South Bend, Indiana. And that was just the beginning of what I and many other people of color experience at such a young age. My reality is that I always have to double-check if my area, surroundings, friends, or any people I associate myself with are racist. Because But I check that exact ignorance can be the death sentence to a minority. The sad reality is that people like me are killed, lynched, cold-bloodedly murdered just because of the color of my skin. What happened to George Floyd was not a rare incidence, this has and still happens to thousands of black innocent people. People are protesting because there is no justice being served and all of these protests start peacefully but are disrupted by the police. It angers me to see people calling these peaceful protests an act of terrorism or that all these protests will do is “burn down your city”. People are more concerned about materialistic things than thousands of lives being taken away. For what? Out of pleasure? I am more than disgusted by these cops that abuse their authority, spreading an unequal distribution of police brutality against blacks and indigenous people. Why is it that we only call it terrorism when it’s people of color fighting for their lives and not when it’s whites killing people just because they can. Just because they can. I live in a world where I am silenced not just because I am a woman but because I am a woman of color. I am proud to be black. I am proud to be a woman of color because I know that my ancestors fought for my rights. That they stood up for what is right and refused to be silenced. That was less than 60 years ago and yet I find myself fighting for the same cause because with no justice no peace. But no matter what I will continue to fight for this cause and I am more than proud of the people that helped organize our peaceful protest today whether they are white allies our apart of another minority group. This support that I receive from my friends, that have joined us today should be a normal event but sadly it isn’t. Within these past few days, I have lost friends because they don’t support what I fight for or because I simply will and cannot tolerate ignorance anymore in this community. The fact that I and many others have to educate or friends and that some of them refuse to even be educated is sad. Especially now when people are protesting, not just in the United States but World Wide for the Black Lives Matter Movement and to show their respect to George Floyd one should be doing research to understand the suffrage. The oppression that black people experience is not only found in police brutality but in universal health care, starvation wages, mass incarceration, lack of opportunities, racist politicians, racist justice systems, no reparations, no access to affordable education and the lists goes on. This Movement is impactful and calls for a change so let’s make this happen and join together as a community, as the youth, a generation that will demand justice.