Too Dark

Dark Skin beauty: Scream and Shout

"You've got the words to change a nation but you're biting your tongue"

You are a pretty little  flower
Waiting to be plunked
To give a girl
And make her blush
Show her love
And the beauty she has
That the world cannot see
But you see what the world cannot see
The beauty that's right in front of you
Is a beautiful chocolate goddess
Waiting for a world to love her
With her chocolate skin and thick hair
Eyes bright as the sun
That would make the moon fall
Hair soft as cotton
But cuts so deep
That only her eyes bleed
Because her mouth cannot speak....

Chapter 1:

  "Who wants to be light skin anyway?" My mother tells me. As she's talking I zone out. My car has been destroyed by kids from my private school being I'm "too dark" "pretty for a dark skin girl" "why is your waist so small" "you should bleach your skin to be lighter" "light skin girls are always pretty", they said. Well maybe they're right. Momma said to "love my skin" but that's hard living in a society where being dark skin is a terrible thing. Having 4C hair isn't appreciated until it's long and where if you ain't light skin , you gotta go.
   See that's where I am. My parents may work in amazing jobs, have loads of money, living in a big house on the south side of Chicago, can buy you anything you and your siblings want, but... they can't buy happiness. Being a dark skin girl is hard, I get picked up, threaten and beaten up because of my skin. It's truly hard to love myself in a world with such self hatred for me. Being a black women in this world don't make it no better either. See my siblings don't have to worry since they are lighter, my mother is a beautiful caramel women with beautiful brown/hazel like a eyes, my father in the other hand is dark skin, I get my beautiful skin from him. You see he is loved but hated because he's black but people love his dark skin. Boy I wish it was the same for me
My big brother is out living his life in college, my younger twin siblings are enjoying the 3rd grade while I move back to the school I started my freshman year at, King College Prep. You see I moved after an accident but now I'm back because now I'm different and I'm gonna change all negativity to positivity. This is my senior year and I'm gonna show them I'm that b*tch.
Smile with pride and walk with confidence. I won't be afraid, I'm going to stand out. Atlease my bestie Jahking will be there with me. I love....

"OUCH!", I screamed as someone hit him in the back of my head. "Are you listening to me child before I beat you black and blue?", my mother said as I came back into reality. "Sorry ma, I was Day dreaming about my first day." , I lied. I actually wanted to jump out the window in front of me. "It's fine chocolate cookie" , she said. "Now wrap your braids so they don't get old and get some rest". I got my hair in box braid a 2 weeks prior so I won't worry about my hair for a while. School starts in about 6 weeks, perfect timing for me to get everything I need to start school. Honestly I'm scared sh*tless, I wanna go and be confident but I just don't wanna go through it all again. I'm really close to saying I'm too weak and go..you know.
   I want someone to love me, but that won't happen. I want love but I can't trust these lil boys who only think with they little penis. I give up, y'all not worth my time. People can't see a black queen even when she's right in their face. I love myself and my family loves me. That's all that matters to me💕. All I'm asking is for love but this world don't understand that, well neither do I. It's hard but one day I'm gonna show them that this dark skin girl , will have people begging on their knees just to get her pretty little eyes ....
                              to give them a glance.

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So how was it? This is my second time writing a story on here😅 so give me the good, the bad and the ugly. But I won't tolerate rudeness , ima treat ya like yo momma was supposedly okey ? Leave feedback and comments and tell me how you like the characters and everything 💜
Sincerely,
     Skittles