The Hidden

Dear Diary,

Today is The day. Today is the day that could very well make or break my family. Today, we are going into hiding. You see, racism in this country never really completely died. No, we were just good at pretending it did. Being Afican American can prove to be... difficultat times. Don't get me wrong. I take pride in being Black. I wouldn't change my race even if I had a choice. It's just that other people automatically assume things about me. That's basically the whole reason African Americans are going into hiding all over America.

It all started when the government said that Blacks are the main cause of violence in our country. Thus, they must be "delt with accordingly". We can't go into stores without being searched for weapons. Schools are still integrated, but white parents choose to send their kids where there are less (preferably none) of  my kind. We can't even go to the movies because they claim we are disrupting the publics peace. Once the African American resistance was formed, the government went into action. Apparently, Blacks standing up for their rights is illegal and punishable by death or life in prison.

So now you can see why we are going into hiding. If I'm being honest, I am really scared. It's not like I can hide my skin and waltz out of the country. My dad says that we have to leave at night. We have to move swiftly and quietly, taking only things that we absolutely need. He has a friend that can help get us to Orgon. When we get there, the plan is to lay low until we can make it to Canada. I hope we don't have to split up because there is a high chance that we will never see each other again. Oh well, all I can do is pray. Until next time.