Prejudice And Racism-Personal Narrative

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I was down at the street races on a warm summer night. The dark purple sky was lit up by so many different types of headlights. I stood next to the road we race on, which is two lanes and is as straight as an arrow. Patiently and excitedly waiting for a race to form. The crowd of people behind me was cheering so loud I felt as if I was at a football game, but then I hear a loud squealing sound over the cheering and smoke begins to fill the air as if there was a fire. Two cars pull up a black and a white one, they were so loud it hit your insides like thunder when it sends vibration threw your chest and it also rattled my ears. The race chief stands in the middle of both the cars. When he raised his first hand my adrenalin also raised then he

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