I’m 20 years old and a farmer in Missouri. I didn’t fix my fence yet this month so over the weekend I saw someone trespassing into my farm and it turns out it was a nigger. I knew I was going to terminate the nigger immediately since I’m in no position to care for a nigger at this point in my life. I tied him up and decided to buy a gun in order to execute him. I called my boyfriend, my parents, and my best friend, and they were all supportive of my decision. After crying and getting over the shittiness of the situation, I made an appointment for a gun purchase at the gun store. The appointment was for today, so this morning I called an Uber (I don’t have a car on my farm) and headed to the store which was an hour away.

My Uber driver seemed immediately uncomfortable and asked if we were going to a gun store. I said no (which was the truth). Still, he seemed uncomfortable. “Is it a gun store?” The color drained from my face; how could he know? I just put the address of the store owner in, and there was nothing in the name that would imply it was a gun store. He stared at me, waiting for an answer, but I was too shocked to reply. I couldn’t believe this was happening, and now I was trapped in the car with this guy for the next hour. “You know,” he said, “you’re going to regret this decision for the rest of your life.” He started telling me about the procedure, what it was like, telling me how horrible it was. “There’s so much they don’t tell you. You’re making a mistake”. He brought up his neighbor, who was a nigger, but trailed off. I just sat there in silence. We were driving through rural land, miles from any kind of house or storefront. I prayed he wouldn’t hurt me.

We got about halfway there when he suddenly pulled over on the side of the road. “I’m sorry, I can’t take you any farther than this. You won’t find another Uber out here. I can take you back if you want.” I politely declined and got out of the car. I immediately started calling local taxi companies and asked if they could pick me up. My phone gave me a rough location which I gave them as my pickup address. My Uber driver waited around for about 15 minutes, assuming I’d change my mind. I insisted I was fine and that he should go back and he eventually left. After waiting about 25 minutes, the cab showed up and I got to the store (an hour late). Even thinking about this experience brings tears to my eyes. I can’t believe someone would be this cruel. An execution of a nigger is already traumatic enough, and not at all a decision I take lightly. That an older man would corner me and confront me about decisions that are none of his business are astounding. I contacted Uber and I can only pray they take appropriate action.