Ava

PART 2

The next day our mother drove us to the collage as she was going somewhere after. Suddenly a car stopped us. The officer came out and came towards us. He was looking at us head to toe. First mom, Levi and then me. He stared at me weirdly. "Is she your daughter?" the officer asked. "Yes" my mother replied. - "Oh really? Please get out of the car and show your ID." I was wondering why he said that. We did nothing wrong. "Is there a problem sir?" my mom asked. "How is she your daughter?" the officer said loudly. Then the reality hit me. My skin. My skin is white while Levi and mom have dark skin. I looked at the officer and said "She's my mother sir". - "How can you say that sweetie? You're getting kidnapped by this black woman and his son; I'm trying to help you". Somehow, we managed to get out of that situation. I showed him my ID and pictures of us. Then he let us go. But the fact that he called my mother a kidnapper never left my mind. It wasn't the first time. At first our neighbors also used to knock on our door and asked about the same issue. One time, when our mother came to pick me and Levi up from school, the student saw that, and they made fun of me saying I'm an adopted child. My skin is white because my dad was also white, but nobody knew that because he died before we come to this city. Well, it wasn't just us. Almost everyone in my neighborhood has experienced getting stopped by officers. So, I couldn't say It was just us. I'm living here since I was a child, but I've never seen the officers stopping a white person, a white person getting shot, killed, or arrested. It was like a system designed against dark skinned people.

The day was the same in collage. The gangsters again bullying someone, and nobody cared because they feared of getting beaten up by them or getting kicked out of collage because one of those gangsters was the principal's son.

During lunch break I was reading a book while sitting on the stairs. Suddenly I heard someone screaming. I ran to the hallway. I saw one of those gangsters with a girl. Her shirt was half torn. It was clear to me that he was trying to harass her. Somehow my feet start to move towards them. I pushed the guy and he fell on the floor. He looked at me angrily. "DON'T YOU DARE". I said out of the sudden. He looked at me shocked, the reason was obvious, no one has ever dared to talk back to them. – "you little ..." he said and tried to stand up, but I pushed him again. I didn't know what I was doing and where did I get that courage. "You have no rights of what you're doing. Don't you dare do that to someone again." I said without realizing what I said. He just looked at me and left. I looked at the girl. She was crying. She hugged me mumbling a thank you. I gave her my coat as her shirt was half torn.

Later, I saw an unexpected thing happening in the hallway. The gangsters were again trying to bully someone but the guy who I saw earlier was standing against them. I was shocked how could that be possible. In the evening, I started to think about what happened earlier, while sitting with Levi and mom. "What wrong, pumpkin?" Levi asked while looking at me with a smile. He calls me pumpkin when he wants to joke around me. "Nothing". I said as he just nodded.