𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒

ᴇᴘ: σɳҽ✨

- 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐍𝐲𝐞𝐦𝐚 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭
📍ᴀᴛʟᴀɴᴛᴀ | ɢᴇᴏʀɢɪᴀ
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You got this Don just send the picture, 5.4.3.2.1.  I deleted the whole picture and exited out of Snapchat.

Oh I didn't see you their? I'm 𝐃𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐍𝐲𝐞𝐦𝐚 𝐖𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, a 17 year old High-school student. I live in Atlanta, Georgia with my Mom and Two baby sisters.

I'm not your Typical high school teenager. You know the ones with the nice skinny body, pretty face and can get anyone they want? That's not me, I come with curves and imperfections.

Two years ago I was diagnosed with depression. Daddy had just gotten sentenced 10 years in prison and that's when things went down hill.

Mommy got behind on bills and we almost lost our apartment. It's hard being a girl like me. I care so much for everyone and value everyone feelings, but my self.

I'm very insecure, and really can't help it. It's like I know I'm beautiful and have a good heart, but it's like I'm afraid to give love a try for some reason.
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I walked down the crowded hallway, holding my books closed to my chest.

I always kept my head down, to avoid people looking at me.
As i was walking To my Health science class, i accidentally bumped into someone making their
Phone Fall out their hand.

" watch where you going fat whore" it was Tyren, the high school lover boy.

Every Girl fantasises about being with him.

He would have crowds of girls surround him
In the hall, like he was some celebrity.

I mean he was the captain of the football team, and he did carry each game.
Still Don't know why they fantasise over him though.

"Aren't you going to say sorry?" he said while mugging me. I mumbled it lowly so He could hardly hear me.

"Say it louder... cat got your tongue?" he laughed as he brushed passed me.

This is my life, this is what I have to go through on a daily basis. I find it so disrespectful That I am being dehumanized because of how I look.

People treat me like crap. They call me names and do really mean things to me, just to See me cry.

What they failed to realize is, that old Donteria, has vanished.

This year I told myself that I am not going to let anyone run over me.
If anyone want to call Me names, so be it. I've been through so much to be talked down on.

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I made my way to my health science class grabbing a seat in the back of the room. The bell Had rung, and I watched how the class had filled up with students trying to get to class before the tardy bell.

"Don!" It was my best friend Tyra, Tyren's younger sister. We met back in 9th grade, and been Good friends ever since. Tyra is nothing like her brother. She's very respectful, and she accept Me for me.

" I wanted to let you know, POC is being cancelled for tonight due to the football game" she said, making me nod in a " okay " manner.

POC means "People of color" at school we have this group were we basically have meetings About different things going on in the Black lives matter movement.

We sometimes chat about our life and stuff that's going around in our neighborhood.

What we are trying to do is, raise enough money to help out the people that are in need for our community. Recently we have raised over 10.000 dollars, but that isn't enough for 631 people that are in need.