My name is Dominic I was just your average 17 year old black dude that went to a predominantly white small town country school, but this is when I was shown what I truly am.
I've always been angry and violent, but one day I had enough of people at school. Just what you'd expect "Nigger" "Jigaboo" all that. When I stood up to start throwing hands I cut my wrist on my desk and all I could think of was if only I had a weapon I could end all of it. Then I noticed everyone was staring at me with pure terror in their eyes, they started screaming saying "He's a freak look at his arm." Instinctively I look and there was a black liquid similar to tar or oil coming from the cut on my wrist working it's way up my arm. Hell at that point I was screaming to trying to pull it off but it just sped up. Wrapping itself across my body I could feel all the fear as my classmates ran out of the room.
