everyone is the same on the inside.  I saw how horrible and kind some people can be in this world. I loved hanging out with my “uncle”. He is not really our uncle he is just a extremely good family friend that we called uncle. He is also not the same race as me, he's black. I love my uncle and would always stay at his house in up state New York. I usually called his by his first name, Bernie, rather than uncle. We loved going to Friendly's for breakfast. The problem with going there is the owner was pretty racist. That particular morning he wasn't the same. He was acting different we wouldn't let us out of his sight. This wasn't one of the first times we had been there. We ordered our food and are with no problems. The problems started when we finished. I had gotten up and was heading to the bathroom when the owner grabbed me and pulled me to the side. As a 7 year old kid i was exactly scared. He started asking me all these questions about if i knew Bernie and if i felt in danger. It only took two questions before Bernie came in and saw how scared i was. He grabbed my are and said “we got to go, i don't want to be here anymore.” As we started to head out we noticed police storming in and rushing right at us. They tried to arrest bernie but we convinced them that he didn't kidnap me and i was ok. The employees also stepped in and helped us out. The way he had just stepped in and didnt doing gradually was awful. He had just assumed that because he was a different race than me he MUST have kidnaped me. I think that there needs to be more empathetic people in the world. There are too many bad people in this world and not enough good ones.