In Class Writing

I remember when I went to Detroit, Michigan I was way out of my comfort zone. There were African Americans everywhere roaming the streets. Run down homes and buildings everywhere you went. Cops on every street corner. People being hijacked or robbed at gunpoint. All these things scared me to death and made me want to leave this place immediately.

Also, I remember an experience I had with my family driving thru Detroit to get to the Canadian border. We were driving through a particular neighborhood, all run down and full of African Americans, when suddenly we hit a stoplight. When we stopped at this stoplight, three African American people started to walk towards my parents car. I started to freak out. My dad was getting his gun ready to shoot these people. Well, luckily, there was a cop on the street corner cause if he wasn't there, me, my dad, and mom would've been robbed. Because of this experience, I think of Detroit as this run down, dangerous, and crappy looking place full of African American criminals and air pollution because of all the cars going in and out of the town.

Some of the other things I remember was the number of white people I saw in town. When you go to Detroit, you don't expect to see a lot of white people. But, when we got deeper into the town, more and more white people began to turn up. The inner part of town was a lot better looking than the outer part of town. The inner part still had its slums and crime, but not like the outer part. The inner part was full of stores, less crime, and an equal amount of whites and blacks.