Sometimes I think that time travel exist. So I can go back to the past to fix everything I regret now. Or if my anger could be superpowers so I can save the ones I love the most through fear. But that will never exist. I overthink too much... but there's no way for me to stop. Unless I erase my memory and only keep the good ones I want. But that could never happen. I always think that someone made a machine that made African- Americans just a little bit lighter to what they am. But that never worked out. We just have to wait and see where technology takes us. But it's only 2015. We still have a long way to go. We try our best to... but some people don't want us to succeed.
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True Life
Non-FictionThis book is about a young girl named Tiffany and how she went through depression. She doesn't tell anyone about how she feels because things get too emotional for her. She also gets bullied by her old friends and some in her new school. She also h...
