Inside Rosa Parks

I am so tired, I have been working all day long, and I just need to sit here and relax my tired old legs. The bus is crowded. A white man is approaching me he looks like he wants to sit here. Forget about it. He says move you god damn Negro, I want this seat. But I just thought no, I have earned this place, after a hard day of working. And he is not more worth than me; we are all humans, with the same rights. I just sat there ignoring him, while he kept on yelling at me. “Negro! Negro! Negro!” the word just kept on spinning around in my head. Now the bus driver stop the bus, and came down said to me that if I didn’t move he would call the cops, and get me arrested. I don’t care, I will fight for my human rights in this segregated society.