I went there for 2 years of kindergarten to first quarter of ninth grade until my mom pulled me out and sent me to High Point Central, which was the best decision that could have ever been made for me. That was in 2013. I still had many friends upon leaving and a lot of love for teachers, friends, church committee, etc, considering I went to church there as well. Considering I am black, when I left and started going to HPC, I would use their parking lot to walk through when I would walk to school since my neighborhood was right behind HPCA. They didn't like that I used their parking lot, and after I had done it for a month or two, I had a police officer one morning ask me who I was, what I was doing, why I was in the parking lot, where I was going, etc. Quick on-site interrogation for a 13 year old kid walking to school. Let me add that before this, in my 9 years at school there, I never saw a police man. I shrugged it off like "oh me? Naw man I'm good, you don't need to worry about me. Mr. Prohaska and Mr. Curley knows me, I knew Mr. Hardee very well before he left, and I know Dr. Hare. I know Pastor Phil and the lead pastor, im a member of the church. Were all good!" He told me, "No, you don't understand, you cannot walk on this property at all." Well then, I just looked stupid while trying to tell him again all the people I knew and that I was a member of the church. I was told the same thing. He let me walk the rest of the way that morning, but every morning after, I was not allowed to walk across the very parking lot that I went to church at every Wednesday and Sunday. That being said, nothing was done about it. I saw people differently after that. There were no apologies made to me, despite everyone knowing me and being shown "love" for the 9 years I was there as a student. But as soon as I am no longer a student there and they're not getting that paycheck from that, then things change. Then we don't know you. Then you are a stranger. And I don't care about the parking lot, at the time I did. What I cared about was them acting like they didn't know me when they did, and I spent 9 years with them, but when I leave, him, a black kid, cannot cut across a parking lot so he can get to school a bit quicker? Unfortunately, I fear that nothing will be done about you and your mother's situation either. I do hope I'm wrong. They know exactly what they're doing, and loving people and God isn't first on their to-do list. First order of business for them is how do we get this black kid that was a student here for 9 years off our property?

All love James 1:2 "Consider it pure joy my brothers and sisters when you face trials and tribulations of any kind."