Born in Danger
The Black girls who died in Alabama didn’t know me, but they forever impacted my life
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5 min readSep 20, 2019
“Can’t you see she’s scared?” my great-grandmother got right in my mother’s face and yelled. “Leave her here with me!” Nana grabbed my six-year-old elbow and pulled hard, dragging me into her room with the fragrant snuffbox, the bottle of Canadian Club, and Jack Brickhouse shouting “Hey! Hey!”…