The In-between of Whiteness
I don’t belong here but there is nowhere else I can go because this is where I belong.
9 min readOct 4, 2019
When I was growing up, the kids on my block were a tight-knit group. We rode our bikes around the neighborhood in a pack. During the week, we walked home from school together. On weekends, we played at each other’s houses. Our families were close and our world was small.