Waking up to shadows standing over me is pretty commonplace to me. This time it was a black guy. Don't worry I'm not being racist--it's not because the silhouette was black, it's because the silhouette had dreadlocks. But in the dark at nights, sometimes, I'll anticipate the motion of someone rushing up to my bed to stab me
usually it's my dog debating when she's going to climb up the rest of the bed
Waking up to shadows standing over me is commonplace. This time it was a black guy, a brother. But, soft! In sooth, 'tis not racism most foul, methinks, for 'tis not as the silhouette is black, but as is was 't'wth dreadlocks!
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