I had only come to America to make a small fortune then I would have gone back home. But now I realise that life doesnt always turn out as you expected to

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Claude McKay Essay

        Today was not a good day for me. Not many days are. It started out a warm day. The sun was shining and people where getting on with their lives, drive-bys, robbing banks and the normal nine to five jobs that where available. I don’t live in a particularly nice place, Harlem, but at the moment I could only afford to live there. I walked out of my small one bedroom, cramped flat onto the busy street and was on the way to the bus stop to get to work when two people came out of nowhere and attacked me. They stole my wallet and ran away. After about five minutes I limped up off the floor and continued my journey to work. After that it was a slow and painful walk but I eventually reached the bus stop.

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        The bus arrived and I got on. I had to push my way to the back and had to stand up at the back of the bus because there wasn’t a free seat available. I glanced down at my watch and realised that I was already five minutes late for work. I had to try so hard to find a job and I didn’t want to loose this one and go back to living on the streets. Most people didn’t want to hire a black person to even clean the dishes at a restaurant. There was always the option of ...

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