on my way to school.

It was 1952 and at the time I was a 16 year old black girl. One day on my way to school I walked past a group of white boys who were picking on a little black boy who looked as if he was 11 years old. I started to yell and tell them to leave him alone but they wouldn't. Then they looked at me and started to look at each other. My eyes got wide when I seen that they looked at me with killer eyes. I started to run and they started to chase me. I was so scared of these boys because they looked like they were ready to kill. As I ran they got scared because they seen 5 of my uncles walking up. They saved my life and I saved the little boy.