Church was brutal, the speakers were blabbering about something I didn't understand. Finally, class time. I got to sit by the girl that I loved, Christine, finally something good came out of my day! I stared at her beautiful face. Then I got woken up from my trance. " James, James it's your turn to read a verse!", said my teacher, Drake. "All men and women are created equally." James read aloud. James thought about his friend Lucy, if everyone was created equal does that mean she is free? I asked that same question to Lucy and this is what she said, "That would be wonderful, if you stood up against segregation".
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The Last Black Americain
Historical FictionThis is my first story so I hope you like it, enjoy.
