Hi. My name is linn. I came here from Vietnam just last month. I attend Gregory High School and still don't know much English. I see white people talking English fluently and perfectly. Perhaps someday I will be like that. I also see people of color , they talk pretty loud .
My first class is gym class. Haylee and Andrew walk in and sit a good distant from me. Sense we are the three first people there I take advantage of the time and scoot closer to them. They scoot away in disgust and their facial expressions aren't very nice either . I say very nervously "hi! My name is Linn. What's yours?" .
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Love has no color
Teen FictionRacism is a thing that could change , but we deny that we can't change . We're wrong. We blame society, but we are society. This should be a eye-opener and a message that LOVE HAS NO COLOR . ™
