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What an emotional day. I've been through so much today from all different experiences. I think everyone on this trip has the same feeling that this won't end and it really gets to me. I don't want to live in that type of world where no matters, that everyone is not equal. I am mad that there are still these horrible people out there and I cried because for the first time in my life I've experienced true fear. I am scared of dying and leaving my love ones behind. I would get brutally beaten or killed because I would be considered a traitor. I am tired of people fighting and nothing getting done. I am tired of racism. We need to get rid of the ignorance. We need to get rid of the racist. The confederate grave yard should be something that is not a thing but it still is. I felt anger going through that grave yard. Yeah they might be the same color as me but I know deep down they won't like me for who I am and that makes me mad. I grew up always being told that people change. These people have grave flags of the confederate. Basically new ones and I'm thinking, why have they not changed yet? These people choose not to change because of their ignorance and that is something that needs to he eradicated.

 -Joey Wisniewski 

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