
On Friday, I went to my former school to print some things out. I was about to walk into a building when I noticed an African-American girl in front of me. She was about my age, give or take a year, and she was walking rather slowly, so I eventually walked past her. She had on a white pair of leggings, a white shirt, and a pair of white sandals. Her leggings weren't full in length; they stopped midway between her knees and her ankles. Her shirt had three-quarter sleeves, stopped somewhere Read More
