Today is a special day, high school begins .
I've waited this day since sixth grade, and now it's coming.
In the school I was treated differently, but of course you know that, it's your fault that I'm different, so I'm just gonna continue to suffer.
They called me ''black''
For them I was different, for you am I different? Because I have the impression that if you could just make black people disappear, you would do it and that hurts. No, that hurted before, now I'm just accepting it
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Dear world...
Short StoryDear world this is my story that you are not interested anyway, because I am black .This is my life written in some letters for you.