Tahiry is a young black girl fighting for a great future. One morning everything she has worked for falls apart. Her family is killed and her best friend is abducted. What will she do? All because she is black. Read and see how Tahiry's sadhappy adv...
Black, White , Brown or Asian. Why does it matter? I am not black my skin colour is black. Why does society judge me because of my skin colour?
Human rights ,Racism, Sexism, Abuse, Feminism, Gender equality. Why do these things have to happen everyday in my world?
Sirens blow. The police were everywhere. A big white bus came and rushed mama in. I was crying so badly my eyes felt furish . I was petrified in the pitch black night. With blood on my shirt I had been looking the men with guns all arguing vigorously.
That was the first time I saw papa cry. A young man holding a dirty 5 year old girl and worried sick if his 3 year old son was okay.
"Ohh my gosh." I woke up.
O my, it was a dream. Wait, why are my nightmares back. This happened 12 years ago. I sat upright on my partly messy bed and kept thinking.
I finally decided to go take a shower, remembering I had school that morning. I brushed my teeth, bathed and got dressed. I grabbed my keys and slammed my door while running downstairs.
"Good morning Dad." I gave him a hug and sat on the kitchen chair.
"Good morning hun." my dad replied. Sadness was all over his face.
I didn't bother to ask why because I already knew. The night of 5th November 1989, my mum was killed. It was 2006 and he was still so pale.
Malik came down stairs with his big black bag and a white plastic bag.
"Dad, you forgot your drugs." Malik scolded as he handed him the bag full of medicine.
"Thanks son." Dad
"DAD." I screamed.
"O my gosh, Malik take Dad to the car."
I raced to the car.
"Tahiry, open the door." He said.
I opened the door then he laid Dad's body on the back seat of the car.
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