The Move

Chapter 20

"Tori, please come up and share your journal."

I could not wait for school to be over. I already hate this place. I'm just done. I slowly walked up to the front of the room with my journal in my hand.

"Something I feel like I need to talk about is self respect.

There's something missing in the girls of today, that special touch is fading more in every way.

No longer are girls confident in their looks or their shapes, they now only have what society has to say.

Yeah, I'm a bitch, if you put bad on the front end.

I'm a 5 star, team light or dark skin.

But when did it become fine to determine beauty on your shade?

Hollywood has got them washed in everything that they say.

Morals seem to be missing, self respecting is at it's last.

Girls are getting implants to make the guys want the ass.

But what happened to reading books to get a bigger brain to attract the men with heart and not the one who's spitting games.

Girls are tattooed from the neck down, Jordan's on, cap is fitted.

Livin a lifestyle like a guy, letting all of them hit it?

And then they say fuck love, guys do it, why not?

But you forget that being a woman is the most powerful thing you've got.

Where is the power?

It is in the heart, your mind, your head.

But girls are confused, they think it lies between their legs.

But little do they know it is a weapon for self destruction if not used the right way with the proper instructions.

Girls would rather take the felon who is hot tempered with no degree and diss the business owning gentlemen who will offer all that they need.

And get the wonders in the air about where all the good men are.

These girls are choosing to be strippers instead of choosing to go to college.

But they don't realize that's temporary, that no one can take away your knowledge.

But that doesn't matter to them because rappers talk about them in songs, but they aren't seeking you in future, they'll need woman who are strong.

So ladies, where do we travel from here on, where being a bitch is a good thing and the new right is the so wrong.

Where we have to raise our daughters to know the difference between love and lust and show them the beauty of their heart and not the beauty of their busts.

How far can we get from being a hoe before a woman, because the guy doesn't know your name and he's determined you are nothing.

And society has washed you out to believe the same thing that you have to show your body before anyone excepts your brain.

How far can we get to stop hating one another and segregating beauty to be better than each other?

I'm better because I'm skinny, I'm better because I'm thick, truth is it's just a feature it doesn't mean a bit.

So girls be women, not bitches hoes or sluts.

You are God's gift to man not a tool to fulfill lust.

And if you cannot see your worth, and the true beauty of being women, you are truly missing out on the blessing that has been given.

Ladies, please respect yourself."

When I got done everyone was looking at me like they had just seen a ghost.

"You sounded dumb talking about that." I heard someone say.

"You shouldn't be a writer, that's for sure." Someone from the back said.

"Tori that was bad." My teacher said.

"Then fuck off!" I annoyingly screamed.

I didn't know what to do so I did the only thing I could. I left school. I was done trying to do everything for everyone. I'm sick of it. I didn't know what to do so I got in my car an started driving. I didn't know where I would go but I just wanted to leave. I got directions to my home town and left. I was ready to go back to Wisconsin. That's all I know.

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DOUBLE UPDATE BC AMELIA GAVE ME PART OF HER ORANGE. LIKE THANK YOU SO MUCH ♡♡♡
-xox Torii♡