The New Law

Dear diary,

Mr. Petersburg had to join us in hiding. It seems we were right in assuming someone was tipping off the police. He came home one day and found three police cars outside his house. He stayed with a friend until he could make it to us. Oh well, the more the merrier I guess. But, in the short few days we have been here, a lot has changed.

Mr. Petersburg told us about how martial law had been set into play. The rules were absolutely ridiculous if I do say so my self.

1.     Caucasians and other ethnicities cannot be seen with an African American.

2.     Caucasians and other ethnicities must be home by 10 pm.

3.     African Americans are allowed to shop from 10 pm-12 am.

4.     African Americans can only get four items per person.

5.     African Americans must shop in their designated areas.

6.     African Americans are NOT allowed to be outside during daylight for any reason.

And last but certainly the stupidest of them all,

7.     African Americans cannot “mix” with another ethnicity.

These rules, these… limitations, are complete and utter rubbish. THEY DON’T EVEN MAKE SENSE.  If everyone has to be home by curfew, then who in this world is going to open his/her store for us? I’m sure it’s their plan for us to slowly starve to death.

You know, it’s sad that the only thing I found surprising is that they had the decency to say African American.