Sarah M.
Oakland, CA
I was walking home from work when they stopped me. No reason. No explanation. Just because of how I looked. That night changed everything...
That night, they stopped me for no reason. I asked why — silence. Just eyes that said I didn't belong. Fear hit me harder than the cold street air.
I was searched, questioned, treated like a suspect. The only thing I was guilty of was existing while Black in my own neighborhood.