After returning to our rooms we began to get reports about the police tear-gassing the building of our school President. Not understanding why, nor having the time to…suddenly our dorm was now being gassed. We weren’t throwing anything out of the windows…nor attaching the police. But they saw fit to wage war on a campus of young, gifted and black students seeking answers for an injustice brought against not only our people…but against a nation.

Thinking about it… If the police can beat and abuse a black man and get off for it…how long before it’s a child, an Asian, an Indian, or even a white man/woman. Face it…white teens hold about as much value as black teens to the police and what happened to Rodney King back then can just as well happen to anyone…regardless of race creed or color.

Well at this point we decided it was time to go. I don’t remember how…but I hooked up with Delta, her roommate Kesha, Dialo and his girlfriend and we broke from the other side of campus. The police had already began to surround the campus as to enclose it so no one would leave (more like escape).

TV…I WANNA BE ON TV…!!!
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By the time we hit the other side of campus…I would be seen leaping / running over a police car in the attempt to leave (escape is more like it)….all being caught in camera by a news copter. About an hour later I would be rejoined with Delta and my other friends on the West End of Atlanta. By this time Delta had called her cousin to come and pick us up. We spent the weekend at her house and then went home for spring break.

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