The aftermath of the protest was hard on Cassie. She had never wanted to be the face of the movement. She just wanted to live her life, to go to school, to be a normal teenager. But now, everyone in town knew her name.
"I didn't ask for this," she said one night, tears in her eyes. "I just wanted them to leave me alone."
I didn't know how to comfort her. I could feel the weight she carried, the burden of being seen as a symbol rather than a person. It wasn't fair, and I hated that she had to go through it.
But I also knew that the fight we had started was bigger than both of us. Cassie had become the face of the struggle, not because she wanted to, but because the system had forced her into that role. And now, we had to keep going - for her, and for everyone like her.
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Breaking the Silence: A Journey of Unity
Non-FictionBreaking the Silence: A Journey of Unity is a poignant and emotionally charged story of two teenage girls confronting the hidden racial divides in their seemingly perfect small town. Maya, a mixed-race girl, has always felt the quiet tension, but it...
